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how easy to write a story of love you can choose where love goes you kow what will happen next and you can change the past even if it's not love you can write as it is and you can make readers believe it also you can make yourself believe well, if it's not a perfect guy just change it into one write it as your dreams so never let yourself wake up yeah, maybe she goes so just turn her back at next page no one needs to wait no reason to cry for it wanna finish it? so just put the dot at the end it won't take anything from you except a little bit ink Wanna forget? just burn the papers up let the wind take t

I promised myself that i will not cry cause of this seperation but it's getting worse day by day... everytime when i think of him, i feel like i'm gonna cry but i stop myself, teardrops are making a huge ocean inside of me, all of memories and emotions are swimming inside of it... i wanna cry! i just wanna cry and let them go away with my tears... i wanna escape from them... i just wanna go away and forget... at frist i locked my feeling inside because i thought i could ignore them and keep living ike nothing has happened but as i remember the moments that we live feelings got bigger and bigger now i don't wanna lock my feelings inside of

it was really hard to be with him, really hard... i know i've never loved him, maybe i kinda like him or maybe that was kinda passion but it was never love! i've never loved him!! maybe i'm trying to convince myself that it wasn't, but i don't care if it's true or not, cause it's working, i really feel like i don't love him, i have never loved him! and actually i'm happy, i'm happy to be alone now, cause i'm not thinking of him, i'm not wasting time to think about the time of his leaving, i'm not asking a question myself again and again; "when will he leave me?" i'm not feeling worry to see his message if it's a seperation, if it's bad,

Everytime i close my eyes i see them actually i live them... you know memories aren't with us all the time, after a while they goes and thoughts comes... for example when we think about our past birthday party, we feel happy cause we think we should be, cause birthdays are happy times right?, and when we close our eyes we see ourselves when we were blowing out candles, it's kinda photograph for us... we remember what we want to, we remember what should have been...while time goes, we make our own memories, we write them as stories... but sometimes memories doesn't go, stays with us and gives us pain... when i close my eyes i can see him i