𝐌𝐄 & 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓, choi san.

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you
in high school, you used to
come over when my parents
were fast asleep.
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you
first you'd try the window, but
your clumsy self would always slip
from one particularly weak tree branch
and i didn't want to see you get hurt
climbing all the way up.
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you
i always gave up and unlocked
the front door for you.
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you
i think those are the times
i'll remember most when
i'm old and gray.
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you
you and me, without a
care in the world.
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you
it always felt like it was just the
two of us, snuggled up together
through the late hours of the night.
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you
you looked so beautiful in the
twilight, through the beams of
moonlight cascading through
the open curtains in my room.
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you
it's a memory i'll never forget.
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you
i think moving forward, it'll be best
to cherish the little things.
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