New year, not you anymore.
Well, that's what I wanted.
When did I start to like you?
Oh, that was 8 years ago.
Now, I felt like it's not you anymore.
No excitement when I see you like before.
My heart doesn't flutter anymore when I talk to you.
You were the only one I cared for and thought of.
Now, I don't feel anything.
Maybe because I accepted our fate.
I saw a post earlier about someone hoping their crush would greet them,
But why did I think about you?
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 8:34 AM UTC
New year, not you anymore.
Well, that's what I wanted.
When did I start to like you?
Oh, that was 8 years ago.
Now, I felt like it's not you anymore.
No excitement when I see you like before.
My heart doesn't flutter anymore when I talk to you.
You were the only one I cared for and thought of.
Now, I don't feel anything.
Maybe because I accepted our fate.
I saw a post earlier about someone hoping their crush would greet them,
But why did I think about you?
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