I remembered our last kiss. We had a fight. It was a silly fight. We were at the train station. My train has arrived and I was about to leave. I saw your back, slowly walking away from me. So, I headed to the entrance. One step, two steps, three steps. But you pulled me to your arms. You looked at me in the eyes. You said I Love You and you kissed me on my forehead. That was our last kiss.