Introverted Relationship
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Last published Thu, Dec 4, 2014
I never knew that I will have a boyfriend like him. Because I’m his bestfriend. But, the thing is, it was a shy relationship. We don’t talk to each other a lot. We’re just asking our friends to give our presents to each other when it’s our monthsary. But it all ended in our anniversary. He started to talk to me often and giving me presents personally. But the real thing is, it’s not him. He just ordered a person who looks like him to be sweet with me. But the worst thing is. We BROKE up… I really love him, I just can’t say it. I wish we can be together again.
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