- 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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