The time where something comes to an end. I thought i will be a cry baby, but i dont. Perhaps i m not grown up yet, still thinking like a child.
I wish i could understand u more, but i din. I m bad in relationship. Wats wrong with my mouth? Those words hardly came out from it. Keeping it inside doesnt makes me better, but i doesnt know the best way to get it out though.
I starts to addicted to the morning with u.
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