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I wanted to give you a rose. Maybe, as I exchanged the flower, in return, you'd accept my heart too. Our hands may have touched. I miss how you'd look at me. I miss how you'd speak to me. I still miss the warmth of the nape of your neck, and the smell of your cologne as you'd stretch your torso to pour me red wine.
Please. Know that you have made me feel. And I will always feel for you.
Monsieur, je vous promets je n'ais jamais menti a vous. Je t'aime.