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dear chanhee,
i like to tell myself i’ve moved on. i’m pretty sure i have. but you’re still my first thought in the morning, i still feel your warmth when i listen to your favourite song, i still wish you’re with me whenever i watch the sunrise, i still see your ghost when i walk through the paths we used to cross, and your beaming smile is still what i see when i think of love. but i’ve moved on. i’m pretty sure i have.
love, sunwoo.
