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Love, K.
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Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2018
Ang pag ibig raw ang isa sa mga salita na maraming depinisyon. Pero, paano mo nga ba malalaman kung nagmamahal ka na? 

Kapag ba nasasaktan ka na? 


Kapag ba gagawin mo ang lahat makasama lang siya? 

Basta ang gulo,  napaka gulo at napakahirap sigurong makaramdam niyan. 

Yung kapag kasama mo siya masaya ka na. 

Mangitian ka lang niya namumula ka na. 

Lahat ng bagay na ibibigay niya ma aappreciate mo samantalang kapag galing sa iba dedma ka lang. 



Sana.. 




Sana...... 



Sanaaaa..... 



 
Hindi ako mainlove. 



 kasi ayaw kong masaktan rin siya ng sobra.
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