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Huling na-publish Wed, Feb 24, 2016
"the exquisite pain of wanting the affection of someone you know you can never have"
i once loved a man fully with open arms and widely open heart. when the day came and he broke ,my heart and i once said that i won't do the same thing but people never really change. they repeat.
i wipe away my tears
plaster on a smile
and force a bubbly laugh
and realize that
i am so good at pretending
so i keep on pretending
"I know i can surely delete your photo, your texts, your number, but how do i delete your face your voice and our memories?"
but
"it is what it is and it was what it was
so fuck the past
because life is in front of everyone
therefore i should fucking own it"
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