I always think about how one day I can write down everything between us. But I was wrong, I forgot that I am an impatient person, and I even forgot that my words are so poor, so poor that it is difficult to describe everything that happened between you and me.
My dear, I wrote a happy ending for you and me, where you love me even though we are not together. I plant it deep in my heart, waiting for it to sprout and bloom one day.
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