To My Best Friend,
My fellow Coldplay listening partner, my fellow dreamer, my fellow hopeless lover!
At times you never know when it's the last time you're meeting a person, in their true self or spirit. We never realised ours as well.
And yet, everytime I hear yellow, I remember you. The days under the sun, the sheltered days at Munekolala, the impromptu plans on your Bullet and the many high spirits where I felt a lot of things, but mostly, I felt sheltered.
Fly high, sail away, as you must.
Forever your cheerleader,
Forever,
Will miss you, Imran.
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