thunder storm...
it seems like I just picked you up an hour ago and we were driving through streets, strange and yet not so strange, to get something we both miss, more than food, we had to go feed our soul on the time that has passed, the time we had spent away from each other
it feels empty after you are gone, strangely lonely, as if you have been here always in this room watching random TV and laughing at old memories...not so much different from that distant day when we roam the winding roads on a snowy campus, looking for một phút giao thừa
and I think I have missed you all this time, a sister, a friend, therefore so complicated, and distance and time never really managed to turn us into strangers, somewhere along the way of two parallel paths we would wander and meet
twins, not because we happen to look like each other
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this made my eyes tears. i miss you.
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