I
knew that you are different,
From
any other girls,
Who
would talk to me,
Since
we are closing,
Towards each other.
You
gave me strength,
Through
your honest sayings.
You
gave me reasons,
To
keep believing.
I
treasure it.
Although
I’m a little bit,
Dying
inside.
I
should not be too easily,
Attached.
I
should not anticipate,
For
your stories
And
problems,
Your
demands for opinions
And
advices.
Because
it’s wrong.
So
wrong.
It
somehow,
Gave
me promises,
That
things will work out
For
both of us,
Even
I know,
That
it would not.
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