- Your eyes.
- Your ambitions.
- Your hair.
- The way you played the guitar.
- The way you look when you concentrated so hard on your paper.
- The warmth when you hugged me tight.
- Your smile
- The sound you made when you said my name.
- The way your lips moved against mine.
- The wound in your eyes when I said goodbye.
Kamar Kos,
10.50 pm | 5th December 2015
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