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Coffeeshop, 11 PM.

Coffeeshop, 11 PM.
I remember our first date is on Wednesday, 11 PM. Yup. One hour straight before the midnight.
It was an after rain. I can remember the glow on the pavement while we're riding to that coffee shop near the drive.

I remember what you wore that night, plain grey t-shirt, coffee stained made it marks. We didn't really talk, but when we got home, you told me that you would love to have another nights.

I don't quitely remember the days after that. Probably it tasted like home, like a quite feeling that I belong. Your blue plain t-shirt, laughs and three hours straight midnight talk.

Then its plain.

You said you couldn't stay here.

So, I nodded my head, didn't know what to said when your brain is loaded by nothing but pain

Then its plain

The person is gone,
The memories left gauge.
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Hi everyone, this is Nabila! I am a 20 years old (young) girl from ID. I will write random stuffs, about things and feelings I couldn't express out loud in person. I do hope it's good enough?!

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