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My Jealous Ex

My Jealous Ex

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Romance
We're done. But why am I acting like this? I'm a playboy. I don't take girls seriously But you. You're the only girl who made me feel like this. I get jealous over those guys near you. I miss your smile... you're laugh... the way get mad at me... the way you care for me... I miss everything about you! I thought you're just my fling. A girl who I can use to pass time. But why do I regret breaking up with you?! I know its impossible but there's no one or anything that can make me stop from getting you back ^_^
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