I could've had you, my dear
Maybe in different circumstances, different times, or different lives
But never here
Neither in this time, nor this life.
Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC
I could've had you, my dear
Maybe in different circumstances, different times, or different lives
But never here
Neither in this time, nor this life.
"I sat here thinking about what went wrongㅡ what I had done wrong. I did everything to make you happy. I sacrificed. You just don't know it," he wiped the tears from his eyes. "And the thought of you drifting apart without me doing anything to push you away kills me"
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