Prologue

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All of us have our own definition of what love is.

But for me,
Love is when I first saw him when he was about to bump me with his motorcycle.

Love is when he puffs his cigarette and brush his hair with his hand.

Love is when I saw him fight just to save me.

Love is knowing him better.

Love is when I found myself falling for him.

Love is when he first kissed me in the rain.

Love is being with him.

Love was him.

He became my euphoria and also my misery.
My strength yet my weakness.
He was my calm but became my chaos.
My solace who gives me torment.

The guy who I never expected I'll fell inlove with. Was the guy who mend my heart, yet tear it apart.

Jaze Rivera, my first love who gave me too many question, yet no single answer. And until now I was waiting for the reply of all the unanswered question he left with me.

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