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Sometimes I wish.... I wouldn't care too much if; you ignoring my text, or did you think of me when it's lunch time, did i ever crossed your mind when you're about to sleep. Or, would it hurt you of the thought of losing me? I wish i had all the answer. I wish you could tell me, how you really feel. But then, you owed me nothing to answer all of my curiosity. I'm the one who loves more, I'm the one who put the expectations up too high. I'm the one who keeps hoping. And at the end of the day, when i decided to call it quit, It's okay, don't worry. It's not you, it's me.
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 2:28 PM UTC
Its not you, its me.
Sometimes I wish.... I wouldn't care too much if; you ignoring my text, or did you think of me when it's lunch time, did i ever crossed your mind when you're about to sleep. Or, would it hurt you of the thought of losing me? I wish i had all the answer. I wish you could tell me, how you really feel. But then, you owed me nothing to answer all of my curiosity. I'm the one who loves more, I'm the one who put the expectations up too high. I'm the one who keeps hoping. And at the end of the day, when i decided to call it quit, It's okay, don't worry. It's not you, it's me.
Nabila
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22/F/Malaysia
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 2:28 PM UTC
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