i think about those days when you used to care about me every second of every day. those days when my voice was enough to make your day. where you would find time just for see me even for awhile. seriously, i hate myself for playing all of our sweet memories in my head over and over again. because it doesn't deny the fact. i'm still yearning for you. that i'm still stuck in the past. that i haven't move on.
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