I saw it first.
How his chats painted a smile on her face.
I saw it first.
The constellations in her eyes as she told that time they met.
But I heard it, too.
The caress in his voice as he called her name.
And I’ve read it.
His subtle gestures hinted he wants to be with her.
I saw the fall. It was beautiful.
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