LETTING YOU GO
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Last published Sun, Mar 3, 2019
Love is the most precious thing that will come to our lives. But it is also the reason why we receive pain
Minahal niyo ang isa't isa. Pinaramdam niya sa'yo kung paano maging masaya pero hindi mo inaasahang dadating ang araw na siya ang unang bibitaw.
Gusto mo siyang maging masaya kaya hinayaan mo na lang siya sa piling ng iba,kung saan siya tunay na sasaya.
"Hindi kita pinabayaan,hinayaan lang kita. I just love you so much so I let you go to find your true happiness"
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