I am sorry.
I repeat, I am heartily sorry.
What if you are subject to inspection, since everywhere your images aren't organized, dropped and left on the floor? I know.
I crossed the line.
Go and reject me, whenever you like.
Yet, wait.
I think, I saw you in a movie. You were a star, a rockstar.
Until I saw my former love.
His alleged relative told me that he's not even amiable. She even said, "He sounds so feisty when it comes to me."
To my former love, I have found "him." We're not meant for one another. Crossing paths were not meant for the two of us. It was a failure. I don't want to think of you anymore, ever again. I have changed my destiny.
It's a shame, freedom is now suppressed. Everywhere, there are knights. Flow control. Barriers. Once the coming of age welcomes you, then precaution must be taken note of.
Screw everything. I'm signing off.
I have no time for lovelife.
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Dear You
RomanceDear You, You may not know me personally, but I think I'm already familiar to you. (a prose x poetry from Niume) UPDATE: Niume is going to shut down this October 2017, so I decided to shut down my account there (sorry guys if I deleted it, I hope yo...
