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I remember how it felt when we were young.
Late-night walks in the central square,
hunting for the best ice cream.
The first time you held my hand.
How we would drive with no destination in mind—
just you, me, and the radio playing so loud.

We sang together.
You loved me right.

Sometimes, we’d sneak into our future home,
dreaming about being together until the end.
You’d love me right, again and again.

And you made me feel invincible,
gigantic, capable of anything.
You loved me right.

But I just can't forgive your wrongs.