Why did you stroke my hair when I was half asleep?
Why did you hold my hand when I thought I couldn't do it?
Why did you gave me virtual roses on that day in Cheer Park?
Why did you made me fall in love just to tell me you can't give it back?
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Events
PoetryA series of events that explores three stages of unrequited love. Written by my younger self. This has nothing to do with me now.
