You ever loved someone for so many years, yet the love is as fresh as the first day you fell? Do you think you’ll ever be together? I sometimes forget that he’s not the only man in the world. I can’t hate him, not love him or forget him. He is a part of my heart and thoughts. Remembering him is like breathing. On cloud 57, but it’s a rain cloud. What’s next when I’m so hopelessly wiling to love him?
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do not be afraid to love again. ^_^
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