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I am haunted by the way he looked at me, in the pubs, on the pavements, in between dreams when I woke up to see his eyes, through the darkness, watching me sleeping, with the utmost warmth and love I could ever feel.

When we said our last goodbye, I knew I'd lose that look forever. Yet at the same time, the loss is made up by the infinite tenderness I have for him my whole life.

Somehow,  this gives me the fulfillment I've been looking for all the time. :)

Hoa ơi Hoa à, u talked about something missing inside of me. Now I know what it is, it's the confusion of a fountain of tenderness missing its direction.

Now that I found it, you dont have to worry any longer.