you never say you love me before we get to sleep anymore, is that mean you really mean you really do?
you make me angry either, but you make me feel guilty of you. suddenly it was so hard, and i feel that i don't have to scold. i love you, do you still have the same feeling as i?
if the silence in my head lasted, i would never go back. i wouldn't be the first one to choose this form over the other. and maybe, if i ran far enough away, i would never have to hear that "things" again
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