Wishing to get back..to the days we were laughing together. Rocking and rolling. But I just don’t have any idea what’s going on with us. I’m fed up with fighting for frank. We always used to stand up. Is it because of me? Or is it because of you? We both realized that having a fight won’t solve the problem. Or we are afraid of something? Afraid to face something we’ve never expected, we’ve never imagined before? My problems and yours are collide, and left no space for us to think.
Lv
Lv
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