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Sunday, 13 December 2015

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If a mcd meal can trigger that grief

I ate with a few people. They weren't close to me at all. Just I know them, they know me.

I ate the fries. You appeared in front of my eyes. You sprinkled salt and pepper around, saying, try it. My recipe. I did. And you asked, "Delicious?" I nodded, you didn't believe.

I stare at you, dreamy. You made faces, and used eye contact to ask "What."
I replied, "Nothing, you're just so adorable. And I'm so lucky."
You burst a smile and said, "笨豬".
Then I moved to your side.
"I want to sit with you."

Then we put on earphones, and started watching a movie. While, I couldn't concentrate because you kept tickling me. The earphones kept falling.

Then another day, you sat in front of me, emotionless. You were quiet. We were quiet.

You left me without anything, without any hug, no kisses, no words.

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