touched ? yes.
why ? love.
who ? you. my bestiesss.
where ? here. in my heart.
sorry dudes. i can't say it directly. one-on-one. face to face. i just can't.
i'm touched, when you cried for me. i do. my tears wanna gone out. but i won't let it.
i hate to create memories.
coz i know i can't stand to keep missed it.
weird ? not make sense ?
sorry. i can't help it.
pasts had thought me lots of things.
it's not a phobia. it's not a paranoid.
it just me.
me.
--- even though it's only for a short time, it always makes me smile. ^^
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