A Barrier To Break Between Our Hearts
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Last published Wed, Apr 8, 2026
I was spoiled brat back then, until I met a boy who I took for granted. I was just a child. I was ignorant and insensitive in the world, and I don't know how to express my feelings. I just kept it inside my heart, and let them see things in the opposite way.
I regret it. I regret it because I know I didn't do better in the past. He was kind, while I'm not. While I wanted to go back in the past and correct my wrongdoings, maybe he already move forward. It's been so long, and I was still missing the boy in my five-year old memories of my kindergarten days.
At the age of eighteen, I was hoping to see him again.
But when I met him, I met another boy at the same time in my childhood. And everything just got messy.
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