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That sometimes,......I want to ask him...if does the time comes that you will love me?
That sometimes.....that I pretend to to smile even though I am hurting deeply.
That sometimes,I used to imagine you holding my hand.
Sometimes I used to lie down in bed bringing thoughts about you.
Sometimes,I used to write down What I felt about you,hoping that someday you can read it.
That sometimes that whenever I walk on the streets I used to dream that you are walking with me,laughing together.
And sometimes,I used to dive down in my own imagination so that I can think that,that certain imagination is my reality;being with you,being loved by you.
Sometimes I used to wonder,how does this time came of me loving you?
Sometimes I used to ask myself,should I keep my distance to you?
And sometimes I can even answer that question,Yes I need to,because if you continue this stupid feelings,you can no longer find yourself happy,but instead the suffering.
But if stay,what if he also love me?.....I know...I know.......that is just 1% out of 100% possibility but at least I have 1 that the only possibility I can hold on.....

And sometimes.......I used to think.....What if I will ask him....."_________ Can you love me just a day?please?......even if that is just a day my happiness is like a lifetime....please..."

Hahahahahahaha I beg for a GUY!!!!!!that used to be a guy begging for a girl.....but for me its not,I am too dumb to realized that.......that even if I beg I cant even have the love I want from him...........

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