I have always liked this kind of love and silently endured this kind of longing. I don't need you to know, and I don't need you to know.
I always thought that such little thoughts would not be discovered, and I realized my stupidity. As long as you spend a little thought on me, you would notice it, but you never did this.
I like this kind of morbid love, just like you love her.
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