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Forgive me for needing you and letting you go all at once, the stars never seems to align for us. Never believe the horoscopes scribbled in newspapers that your father always read in the morning or the blabbering chinky guy in the tv. We are not one of those constellations that are meant to meet. You're not Romeo and I'm not Juliet, this is not a love story that would be remembered for ages, and the empty spaces between your fingers were made for someone else.
