It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don't bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory.
I wonder If it's my fault sometimes. Bet then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there's nothing I can do about it.
BINABASA MO ANG
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