The warmth of your hug at the airport;
The sniff of your breath,
the smell of your cologne,
pictures of us together in your gallery dating the day you flee across the oceans
and our first ever Skype call standing beyond borders and our never-ending conspiracies.
I cherish all those meticulous happiness of fervor enthusiasm, still.
Let serendipity play for us, so shall we sit back enjoy.
All I bless for, is, long live video-call apps.
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