It has been five years since we met... Throughout these years I had been thinking: Girl, did you love me?
I remember those days when I used to irritate you, when we talked over the phone till you fell asleep, even those days when we used to argue over little things like where to go for supper when you were bored at night. I had to keep myself busy to stop thinking of you, Girl.
I was waiting for the legal moment to finally hold your hand.
I could blame no one but myself for being sick. I never wanted to let you know my condition, I never wanted you to burden you with the nagging pain over my body. Least of all, to flood your eyes with tears when I breathe my last. Truth is, Girl, I love you.
It took me so hard to make the decision to travel alone, to watch the skies from different parts of the world before I finally go. God knows how much I wanted you to be there with me... I wanted you to be there with me...
I saw you again yesterday in the wedding. I held back my tears as I walked past you. Oh Girl, you smelled exactly the same as you did. You looked as beautiful as you were. Oh, Girl, if only I could... make you mine. Yet your tears are costly for me, they are too precious to flood, too precious to fall...
Girl, I love you.
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