lviii. summer

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He looks like summer,
And I don't know why.
Is it because of the jokes that he failed to try?
Or is it the warmth he radiated despite of his lies.

You're so cruel,
You made me believe you're nice,
But everything you've told me was all lies.

"I will always love you." He said to me.
I wanted to shout at him to just let me go.
"I will always love you, even if I'm already married." And then he cries.
He fell in his knees, sobbing with both of his hands covering his eyes.

He loves summer,
But I don't want to remember,
The painful reminders,
Of the memories we once encountered.

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