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There's always a piece of her inside me and whatever I do, every little things from my surroundings will reminds me of her.
I just can't expunge it in a snap.
Perhaps, it'll stay there and haunts me eternally.
Being with her feels like I'm in a comfortable place like home.
The blissful days I shared with her is the most unforgettable moment in my existence.
I love her.
I really do.
It was the genuine kind of love.
The one that is pure and constant.
Forgiving and unselfish.
