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Dear Diane 2

I wish I had something important to tell you than hoping to see your face once more again I do recall the moment theft that left us by just to go through most of the day without shredding in missing you Should note down for the both of us we had the best of the untested dress code of our love The time we spent, each moment we could share made sense to my entire existence Honey remember the day you rubbed my chin just to grasp my thinking Or between that day we couldn’t express words as a writer does we ended up having our own love language that had the most inside jokes just to communicate in understanding in meanings that could easily visualised in animated by that we both banged in watching it At some point it kept us glue as if it were a glue trap of our relationship A feeding scheme in our conversational content of our crazy laughter I remember the first time I saw you The nerves of shaking of interest to talk to you The moment I said “Hey “ and you said “Hey” It felt like it was our thing for sure ain’t no other person could understand that To break the freeze I complimented your music taste as crazy it sounds it was the exact taste that my intestine danced for it daily The very first hug that left me with all my questions answered by smearing the most paralysing smile you gave me I’m not sure if I ever express my emotions deeply how your being order an existence soldiers within my heart creating a town of Rising Diane’s movement The feelings of your attentive specifics how you invented a better version of me How you stressed dearly for communication effectively just to make the distance between us bearably We weren’t even near to each other That was the actual fear that you erased everyday We became each other’s daily routine We became each other’s mission in seeing each other from time to time It never crossed my nightmare that we will just be erased like a drawing in a fabricated story that is unfinished worthy to be started all over again just like that Ashleigh Ngoqo

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