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My soul cries for you, somewhere far away.

with a dance

something cute to describe the feeling when meeting someone completely different to yourself.

I lost it...

the lack of communication is a killer

Can abuse be love?

I hate some of these memories but I don't regret any of them

when you are in love, you tend to ignore all the bads and dream all the goods.

We are often lost in the many questions we have in our mind, which blinded our path...