Remembering

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I remember happier times when

You were right there waiting.

Waiting for me to respond to

Your words, your thoughts.

I remember dreaming of that day

Where we would meet.

You told me that you would buy me

A dozen Brazilian roses, but switched it to

A box full of exotic chocolates.

I remember teasing you

Telling you that I would hide,

Like a shy little bunny I was.

You pretended to be hurt

And I just smiled shyly.

And told you I loved you

In your native tongue.

Remembering these days

Is the sweetest gift I

Could ever want.

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