i hate it. i hate how i still have feelings for you. i hate the way you look at her with your beautiful eyes, the same way you looked at me for all these years. now the reflection of myself in your eyes have gone. long replaced with ones you believe you love. yet you'll never know the truth behind that glance. the person that look was originally meant for-me.
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forgotten
Short Storyremember me, because we were each other's everything. and all of me is missing, because you keep on tripping. so come back, and please don't let your memory lack. i love you. don't forget you once said you love me too. [#255 short story: 5/9...
