You and I baba. Came to colombo today. Im lost in our memories. Few times my eyes got wet. I saw we were walking here holding hands together. I miss you sweetheart. I wish I could see you. Im sampling these endless memories. Your beutiful smiles. Breath of your hair. I wish I could at least hear your voice. I love you always Baba. I always will. Im at the arcade bus stand where we said good bye each other. Where I accompanied you in every saturday. I was looking at you and the bus you are going on for a long time. Then im started to walk to catch my bus. Baba we have a history. These places and this wind will be singing our sad love story. It was all me. Because im so cruel. I miss you Baba.
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