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Ongoing, First published Dec 24, 2021
Me watching her, her watching me. 
Some unspoken feelings are better left unspoken. 
As we sway with the melody. Entering our own little world, where there's only her and me. 
We let go as the music stop. Realization downed upon us, we can't bring the past back. 

A.n 
  I'm sorry in advance for the grammatical errors. I would also like to inform you these story is taglish, but I'm comfortable in writing in english I would also like to try writing in taglish if that make sense. The characters, events are all fictional. Please refrain commenting negative comments, I want it these story be a safe space.
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