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a year later. . .

❝ i look at him, the way he looks at everything, the way he sees all of it.

he accepted me, he loved me.

and i will love him for eternity. longer. much longer. forever?

no.

longer.

it sounds impossible. but with him, the universe, on my side, everything is possible.

i shower him in kisses. softly. one on his forehead, two on his cheeks, one on his chin, one on his nose and one on his lips.

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i love you.

in morse code. after jisung got to know about my illness he learned morse code, sign language (which i didn't know at that time, so we learned it together) and always brought a paper and a pen, no matter where he went.

i sign; i love you too.

we do that alot, mixing up things.

i bring his face closer.

and stare endlessly in his irises.

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