WE WERE ONLY SEVENTEEN ONCE We were just two boys at the end of the world, I mean, at the end of childhood, trying to find less hurting ways to say goodbye, but instead, we parted with a handshake instead of a kiss. It was so uncomfortable, that I wanted to dig a hole right in front of you and bury my entire existence, for it felt like we were ashamed, like we were already strangers. God, I look back, and we were so stupid because we knew that we may never see each other again, and indeed, for me, it was the end of the world, especially when memories alone showed up on your behalf the following morning.
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