I walked among the pillars, trying not to think about her. It was a foolish idea coming here if I wanted to forget about her. This was where we used to come. It was our favorite place. We used to chase each other down the long corridors. I still remember the first time we kissed. She was leaning against one of the pillars and I approached her. She was smiling but I was dead serious.
When I was standing in front of her, our eyes met and the smile on her face faded when she saw the expression on mine. Then, wordlessly, she reached up and held my face between her hands and drew it down to hers. When our lips touched, my heart stopped and the world seemed to stand still too. It was the most exquisite sensation that I have ever experienced in my life. I can still remember it as if it happened a moment ago.
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