And my love for him still alive.
I don't know how, when and why, but I still love him.
Something inside of me pull me closer to him.
Something that make it right.
I believe in him more than everything in the world, actually.
It tooks 2 months to accept that I will always stand by him.
So, if this is the end, I want a boyfriend. Like him.
That could love me, accept me, hurt me and make me strong at the same time.
But all of this is going to be wasted.
Actually, I'm wasted.
I just wanna to tell him "Don't leave me, I just need a wake up call" but it is too late now.
I love him, but it is wasted.
I'm wasted.
STAI LEGGENDO
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Romance"mi ha guardato fissare la porta d'ingresso per tutta la notte, desiderando che tu venissi"
