walks behind him quietly, does not want him to know
has no face to meet him after all these years
follows him to see how he looks at the places where they was meet
Notice how he dyed his hair purple
It sounded strange to him but In order not to lie, it made him incredibly beautiful
quickly jude went into hiding when the other stopped and put a message on the sofa they used to sit in the field
Let him go, to hurry and take her
Hold it gently like someone holding a treasure in his hands And he begins to read its letters carefully
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Jude, I don't know if you are still thinking of me but I just wanted to write this letter to you
Yousef ... You didn't forget my name, right
Five years went by very quickly
I still remember how you used to play the guitar in this place and sing for me .. You remember
If the heart were a piece of paper, I would write on it all the torment that Passed to me
And you did not know about me
Do you remember the first time we met her? ... I thought we'd become good friends
But in my life I never think we would surpass friendship
I was looking at you and hoping that I was not born as a boy ... I was not born in a country where everyone is against me only because I loved you
I had a time when I missed you to the point of madness, only wished one last hug or a touch of your hand to make me feel alive ... But that was just a distant dream
The second message is where we got our first kiss
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There were signs of crying over the letter, making his heart burn even more
He hug her to the left of his chest, hoping that time would turn back even a little so that he would not make him go again