People said, love is meant for everyone. When they met, they show sparks in their eyes. Butterfly in their stomach. And heart that beat harder than usual. For me, It was always you. Who silently crept into my heart. And open the door that I planned to shut. Friendship? Lover? Which one is best? Do I ever get the chance to be yours? Or maybe, do we have the chance to be together?
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