I'm in love, so are you, not in each other but in different direction. How does fate plays in our life if we don't even talk or say hi.
You're known to be player, while I'm innocent. Lots of questions in my head formulated by my wide imagination. Is it really possible to be in love to the man I hate the most? Or I am just played just like you're other trashed relationships?
I know i'm not perfect to be loved by a man like you, you're handsome, sweet, nice, gentleman, and you even have sense of humor. Is it the reason why most girls like you and say, "I think I love him <3". And there I go making bitter faces for those girls look so desperate and immature. I know you have cute smiles but hell I care, I don't think it will be a reason for me to fall.
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- Blue
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