Every second, hour, minute of the day I fall in love to you more. I can't sleep because you're always on my mind. I just want to feel your lips on mine. Your soft pink-ish lips. Maybe you're an angel who's sent here from heaven. I remembered the things we do every month, make a paper plane and write what you want to have the most and throw it and make it fly in the air. You are always in my paper plane.
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"I made you think that I will always stay..I said some things that I should never have said..I broke your heart like someone did to mine...and now you won't love me for a second time,''
Purely fictional📌