The sweetest thing, see your eyes for the first time. The sweetest kiss, as your lips leaned against mine. The sweetest sin was to persist, even when there is no hope. The sweetest goodbye, having to let you go, even knowing it's you. The sweetest torture, to know that there is no turning back, the choice was made. Someday we will meet again, and who knows until then your smile is no longer so sad, you can love again. Maybe you can finally love me, regardless of everything and everyone.
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