"I hate falling in love with you.
Because I know you will never love me back.
I'm still running,
Running away from my feelings.
People like me,
Don't get to be happy.
I'm tired of trying.
I'm tried of falling in love.
The problem is,
The only thing I can think about is falling in love with you."
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Memories of a Distant Past
Poésiemem·o·ry ˈmem(ə)rē/ something remembered from the past; a recollection. "one of my earliest memories is of sitting on his knee"
