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I guess all of this was a dream. At those words of yours, saying there was nothing you could do, something like tears welled up in my eyes and dropped to the floor. You drifted away, disappearing from me without a trace. Please, lift your head that you've bowed so low. So that I can say goodbye to you one last time. I avoid the scent of that time, fearing the memories might take me away. I'm drunk on the path we walked together, fearing I might wake up inside those memories. It was love. It was a wind that brushed by coldly. You were my person. You were the wish I hoped and hoped for. Lately, I only walk looking at the ground because there are so many similar silhouettes. If I happen to see that hair again, it just hurts more and more. Still, you were my love.