If I were to remember you, I'd revisit the laughter faded under my blanket, when we shared our endless nights with endless discourses.
If I were to remember you, I'd remember staring upon the creases of your eyes as your lips spoke with passion.
If I were to remember you, I'd think of days you held me high when I was falling apart. You'd hold me close when I was distanced.
And I'll always remember you, for being there, for loving me, when I had forgotten to love myself.
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