The day I first met her
All I can remember of the day I first met her was that lips and the scarf she wore. She was waiting for me near my High School with her brother. We have few talks while walking around. My shyness could only allow me to observe up to her lips. I could not dare to look into her eyes.
The very next day we were travelling through same bus back to our home town. I was too shy that I was so concern about not touching her even unknowingly while standing in the bus. Those open hair of her were tempting me in my face, which was pleasant experience.
That was the time and now I'm here all alone.
That was the time and now I'm here all alone.
Time flies.
Time changes, so do us.
I miss her. My the most bestest friend. My heroine Kat.
I miss her. My the most bestest friend. My heroine Kat.
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