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The anticipation of seeing you.
The forever I wanted to be with you.
You’re more possible.
But impossible.
This complicated feelings.
Better than I don’t know nothing than knowing something that’s
hurting.
But I wanted to know still.
Yes. My feelings are complicated.
I’m sorry.
For myself.
I’m sorry.
If I love you.
Circa.01.02.2013
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