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At first it was fun to always think about you.
It felt good and I was happy all the time.
Now, I feel so bad.
I still think about you all the time:
the way you don't talk to me, don't tell me you love me,
the way you may spent time with others, but ignore me.
I thought this scentense was a cliché but it's true:
I love you so much, it hurts...
Categorie:Selfmade emotional shit.
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