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I go back into my yesterdays, at times and bathe my mind in beautiful memories of your past love. It softens the influences of present worries and annoyances. It gives a source of escape from the unpleasant harsh realities of life and maybe – who knows? – My mind will yield to me, during a temporary delusion into the world of fantasy.

They say memories of love never pass. They linger, guide and influence long after the source of stimulation has faded. Well, I recall the first time we met back in 2017. The day started with morning sun reflecting on the window pane and contrasting few colors while some were too faint to be observed. The colors formed an apparition of a blossoming flower rich in colors, which spread its petals in every direction. Back then, I was kind of a loner. I didn’t talk much, didn’t smile much…