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❝ he frowns.

the universe frowns.

it was like dark, depressing clouds for the sun, rain on a summer day, storm in the heat.

he should be smiling! but he isn't, why?

before i could do anything, he stands up and runs away, as energy being drained out of you.

that was it. the first and last time being in his beautiful presence. the eye contact was like a present, but before i could take off the package, it was taken away.

to who knows where.

maybe i'll never see him again.

who am i kidding?

he'll always be there, but just in my mind, my drawings, my poems, my dreams, who i'll forget about in the morning.

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