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Hours passing by..the hours become days, the days become weeks.. the weeks become months and the months become years. Long years. It’s just feels like a hopeless fight with the time. People say always the time will heal everything. But that’s not true. Not even a bit. I’m still waiting. Wanting you to arrive. Want your hugs, your kisses and the fake feelings you fed me every day.
I can remember like it was yesterday…
I can remember of the first time we seen each other…
The very first time when I looked in your eyes…
The very first time when I touched your soft skin….
The very first kiss…
And when you told me that you will love me always and forever…
But back then I didn’t know that today im going to be here and just write all my pain down on a website.
To be continued..
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