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Dec 2018
Holding her like how you used to hold me, gently grabbing her face like what you did to me.

Saw you bandage her finger, the painful flash back to the first time you put on a little plaster on my ankle.

I still starred all the messages you promised me but does it mean nothing now?

I stayed but i kept quiet because you seems to be dislike me

my tired eyes
are shaking for you every 3am.
Im still waiting even though you asked me not to.
Written by
Cherish
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