Warm, colourful and lovely was the day that we briskly stepped into spring together. The day was just like you.
I recognised a certain gleam in your eyes, full of intent and curiosity. Your mind, sharp and agile. You paint landscapes with your words when you speak, forming intricate gardens with your ideas.
But I sense that your sweetness, humility and humour outshine even your intellect. What an attractive blend of characteristics to have.
Is it empathy? Is it nostalgia? Is it just a simple fondness? I don’t know. All I know is that I feel it.
“What a lovely day it is!” you said.
Yes, the day was as lovely and warm as you, filled with inspiration. Even if we never get to do this again, I am more than grateful for our shared moment on that enchanting spring day.

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