The Time We Talked
I remember the first time I talk to you
That day I was in hurry
Your voice is soft and calming
"Do you want to go to winter bash with me ?"
I remember I was nervous
Shaky word came out:
"Yes..."
Even in the back of my mind I want to say no
But something different was out of my mouth
Probably was your gentle smile
Or was your charming eyes
Or those chubby hands were holding mine
But I am glad I didn't say no
Because that became my most precious memory.
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