love never blossom
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MatureOngoing7m
Last published Mon, Sep 15, 2025
it's been 8 years since we are separated but still your memories haunted me, the heart you had broke once is still broken, I never let someone to heal me cause now I'm used to this pain because this is given by you, the way I did adored you couldn't ever adored someone, I'm waiting...still...here...for you my love, I wish one last time when I will be taking my last breaths, you will be infront of me if I wouldn't be able to hold you in my arms that time, so I wish you to cry,
"you didn't gave me your love
ain't I deserve your single tear either "
"I'm going so far away from you, but remember that I will always keep that shattered pieces of that poor heart to myself and, will wait for you to again rejoint them, no matter if it takes days, months, years you to come back to me, I will wait just don't be late sweetheart what if when you come and then it will get to much late"...
sometimes someone did taught us some memorable things and left their mark on our lives, the marks which we couldn't erase not now, not ever and not even in another universe, the story which they started maybe make you feel the same.
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