On that night, the raindrops had hit my heart instead of my window, Channie.
I know you would not want your friend to get hurt.
You would always consider the ones around you before yourself.
Unlike me, you have always been a social one.
And I was jealous of you for that all the time.
Not that I wanted to be social too, it is just that I did not want anyone else to see that smile of yours, which I could write novels about.
Appears that there are more things I may get jealous of as well, Channie. Does my heart look like it can handle it?
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cingulomania (translation)
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