For the one I called, The Last.
Who, What, When, Where, Why
I do not have enough to conclusively say that I have been fully shaped by my past to become what I have become.
Because I feel that along the way of being together, I have been shaped more by you than anyone else.
My past is a story, so is yours.
And these stories remain as memories to be told.
Not that we should be ever nostalgic on the feelings we have before.
But to see them as a build-up to what we have in the present.
You're the one now, beside me, because you gave my life, a meaning.
For YN.
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