Time, nakedly presents those unbearable memories before the eyes of the world.
Love can make people unable to put it down, but it can also make people regret it and even hate it to the bone.
Our past has been turned into a mess by facts.
Repeatedly, it cannot become true love.
Just remember that you were my former love. I am your eternal love.
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