Do you understand what love is? Is it possessiveness, control, or gentle and caring companionship? Is it hurt, is it madness, or is it a desperate bias? I don't know what love is, but I just love you in my own way. Can you know that I love you...
Paranoid and crazy boy × gentle and caring boy × shy and depressed girl
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"I love you, why can't you look at me!"
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"I won't see you tomorrow. Good night, my dear."
Intention: love