Do you remember when we first met?
I know it was winter, February 6th, in a dark night. I don't exactly remember it myself, but so you have told me. So it was a very bright room with people in white rushing somewhere, and I probably was crying. And all red. I doubt I knew who you are at that moment, but I' m sure I realised that the warmth I had lost was found in your arms, in your embrace. And for all it's woths I know that the first true smile I ever saw was yours.
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