Have you ever had me in your eyes?
Have I ever lived in your heart?
Suddenly, I felt so tired all of a sudden...
My heart is tired...
Love disappears...
I have been in pain, despair, and my heart is broken into pieces...
The irony is that heartbreak creates a mature heart...
Misplaced identity creates everything. How can the admiration of others compare to the inadvertent ray of tenderness from your lover? Misplaced, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, looking back, your heart will break into pieces, forget it, if it is misplaced, let him go, and give others a piece of paradise...
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Hehe~ I've posted a little bit of the second part, so I'll let you guys take a look at it first~ Wait until I finish writing the rest~
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