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Poem that is written through my life. It was written when that thought came to me This was the continue ones as I got logout out my previous account.

Loved

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by emilytoh52

by emilytoh52

Being loved.

The feeling is the best.

Best feeling. Really.

Falling into his chest.

Feels so warm.

Feels so great.

His hug so unreplaceable.

Unforgettable...

But remember,

being loved might not be the best.

In love,

we will get hurt.

When we feels that we are difting,

I try to mend the hole in our relationship.

But,

I just can't.

I'm tired of trying.

Those hurt are too painful to very forgotten.

Can't even get off my head.

Scars remains.

Memories remains.

Past change.

Those happy moment,

are engrave in our hearts.

Those moment are not like trash.

Throwing when we feel like it.

It take months or even years.

The worst is taking forever.

Love changes someone secretly.

Love is blind.

Loved.

I ponder....