Under the moonlit sky, two years ago, I remember the red on your face when you timidly laid your feelings bare. I remember how your beautiful eyes tightly shut as you wait for words coming out of my lips. I remember how your shining eyes shed some tears when I told you that it was okay to feel what you felt, because I would treasure you anyways.

Ever since we were together, we shared a lot of things together. You remember?

We shared our first kiss.

We had our first fight.

We held each other's hands tight.

We had fun dates.

We gave each other cuddles, and hugs.

We cried and laughed together.

And...

We touched, skin to skin, sharing our heat.

For two years, you taught me love, and you taught me jealousy.

But now, under the moonlit sky, I witness you tangling with someone other than me.

I hear you breathlessly called his name, while he's writhing under you, whispering your name.

Hey, do you still remember the words of love you gifted me since two years ago?