The building was still there, dark exterior of glass panels, reflecting the blue sky with floating clouds, its weathered uneven face spoiling the effect intended. Still, its silent sturdiness, its presence is a statement--I'm here to stay. It's where we met, where unspoken messages sent, through burning eyes; where sentiments alluded through unsentimental marketing strategies. I know you probably have forgotten it. I've tried to forget too, but here I am writing about it. I shouldn't come back to this office plaza again, but here I am, staring at this unexceptional building, which holds something too exceptional to me for words.
Love Revisited
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