Maybe one day. All are just silly jokes in memories. Goodbye. Out of sight. I can only remain silent and do nothing. The place you see from where you run. But void. But chasing the wind. Forget. No matter how you look up. Never see an unfamiliar color. Those days are left with sad memories.
He fell in love with him and loved him silently for 8 years
Love is so hard
Can't pick it up, can't put it down, can't figure it out, can't explain it.
Confused, entangled and tortured by contradictions.
I just want to be by his side and be able to look at him.
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