To You,From Me,For Us
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  • Reads 580
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 38m
Ongoing, First published Aug 25, 2014
"Your Words Are Love"
  
  She was never good at words,not the type who knows how to put her emotions into sentences.
  
  She never thought about it,never expected it to be this way. Love was a territory she never step into and she didn't think she find it in the color blue;the color that evokes tenderness and love.
  
  The color that brings her home. 
  
  And then he came.
  
  She just never expected blue would belong to him,her professor.
  
  '' I don't simply do this to anyone"
  "Then for me. For Us.''
  
  A word,
  A piece of note,
  And a letter 
  All of that is a piece of our love.
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