May 23
Dear “someone special”…
You should realize that I like you the way you are and I want you to know that. I want you to know how much I love you, how much I missed you. Since you left, I can’t say anything, I’m speechless, I’m hopeless, I wish there’s a time machine so I can fixed everything. You thought we’re just “somebody that I/you used to know”. I hate myself because I’m afraid to tell you this, tell you how much I like you, how much I love you, but love… it’s too late, you left… I can’t do anything. Dear “someone special”… I wish you know this. Well, I don’t care what people said. I don’t care what your friends said, because this is the truth, and you can’t make fun of something “true”.
—-Most of the girls—-
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