I Will Be Yours (Gaara X Reader)
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You promised me that you wouldn't forget our special day. We both confessed our love in front of the altar but what happened to us? Seems like you disremembered everything.
I still remember those words you always whisper behind my ears. What happened to them?
What happened to your "I Will Be Yours?"
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Sorry, English is not my forte nor my Mother's tongue.
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