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You took both of my hands and wrapped it around your neck as you leaned towards my face with the look of forever in your eyes.
ART Trixie Ison

As the host announces the official start of the slow dance part of the night, I remember being wrapped in your arms. I remember the scent of your cologne, the scent of my hair which both complemented each other; the deep indigo lighting; the sparkle in everyone's dresses; and the sparkle in your eyes. I remember you leaning towards me as I held you in my arms as you whispered "I'm sleepy, baby."

You then stood up, along with every guy at the table, and asked for my hand, leading me towards the dance floor for our unexpected last dance together.

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As soon as we got to the dance floor, you took both of my hands and wrapped it around your neck as you leaned towards my face with the look of forever in your eyes. I flashbacked to the first time I saw you at our school fair. You were wearing a plaid yellowish blue shirt with a pair of khaki capris. I remember the sunnies you wore as your eyes peeked above them, revealing the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I remember every detail of how you looked the first time I saw you—relaxed, leaning on your left leg as your right was one step forward, your left hand holding a red snow cone which gave you the sweetest red lips. I remember everything on that day. Then I flashbacked to the night you asked me to be yours.

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Exactly a year and almost a month ago, we were slow dancing as well. Never had I felt that weak and vulnerable, as you asked me "Will you be my girlfriend?" I will forever remember that night. But to this day, I cannot decide whether it was a blessing or curse to have such a wonderful night as that with you.

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I snapped back to reality, but reality has never seemed this perfect and beautiful before. You were in front of me, the person I've loved the most in my 17 years of existence. The night was ours and I felt all my senses harmonizing and at the same time, competing with each other. I didn't know which was most perfect: Your hand around me as we danced, the sound of your voice whispering I-love-yous in my ear, the sight of you and your beautiful eyes, the scent of your cologne I will forever remember at the back of my mind, or the taste of your lips as they kissed me until my knees weakened.

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Almost a year after our last dance together, I've realized something. People believe that as a person takes his last breath, his whole life flashes before his eyes. Every memory, flashes in seconds. So maybe, this is what life was trying to tell me. Our memories flashed right before our love was about to die. How beautiful and perfect it felt to relive those memories. But then again, like with anyone who has perished, you cannot bring back or change things. You can only accept and be grateful for the memories. And like most who try forget the memories—because along with it comes pain, maybe someday I can reminisce the good times and feel indifferent. No pain, no joy—just the feeling in between.

People believe that as a person takes his last breath, his whole life flashes before his eyes. Every memory, flashes in seconds. So maybe, this is what life was trying to tell me. Our memories flashed right before our love was about to die.

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READTo the Guy Who Made Me Believe

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