It was love that happens sometime last Summer, it was a late bloomer, a flower that was still a pure bud with such potential, beautiful but was destined for so much more. I asked her about it then, how it was that then the sun shine so much more and the birds saying so beautiful when she otherwise wouldn't have heard them. She smiled, her eyes slightly closed as if by doing so she could remember better, could see the image of those days clear. Cuz then was so long ago.
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