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I don't have someone to share with.
          It's only you that I ever had.
          
          These days, I keep all the tough days by myself. 
          
          I have to be strong outside, because this is my choice to be here. 
          I don't want the people out there to judge me for my choice if I show my pain and my weakness.

I know, I don't belong anywhere.

Like a glass, I've broken into pieces and shapeless.

Days, months, even years have passed.
          But my tears just fall down when I remember the way you hurt me.

I miss you more than you ever imagined.

I feel ashamed when I miss you because I know you don't belong to me.

Why it still feels so hurt.

I still miss you.

Crying in the middle of the night. 
          Alone. 
          As always. 
          Hide it from everyone.

You made cry again. 
          
          Maybe one of your skills is making me cry.