While I was busy running after artists, you tapped my shoulder and whispered to me that I should wear these kind of shirts more often. It suits me. It makes me look more like a girl and that I should avoid wearing my baggy jeans.
Days after, we talked about something deeper. And we poured our souls out in every conversation we had. There was laughter. Then there was silence.
It's been 2 years. Where are you? I miss my dear friend.
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