It was midnight when I cried. I didn't know how it was really going, but my memory was going back to the time where we just sat down and talked for awhile when suddenly the tears falling.
The thought of us was really fucked me up. It was sickening. And I just realized that people will change, but memories won't, unless it's forgotten.
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63 Words for You
RandomThese are 63 unspoken words that I've been dying to say to you. [curhat sesi 1]
