I don't want to waste more pages.
Honestly, if it was for me, I would have burned everything already.
My old diary, our photos.
I just can't handle crying anymore.
My eyes burn, a lot.
But, here we are, with our photos on my wall, and my old diary.
The more I look at them, the more i want to rip them apart.
It's been exactly one month, fifteen days and a couple of hours I think:
don't know, don't really care.
I miss him.
I do miss him.
When you have someone, someone really special, you don't think -or even dare to think- a life without them.
Well, a little advise: think of it, or you'll end up like me.
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Fanfiction[from: 7/24] "When you have someone, someone really special, you don't think -or even dare to think- a life without them. Well, a little advise: think of it, or you'll end up like me." -Xingqiu. He loved him, but he just realised that too late. A/N:...
