Dear told me she has a feeling that I'd still look for a boyfie like you next time. I smile. Forget what I have replied her, but I guess she knows me well enough, and an outsider always have a clearer view of all. So maybe she's right. Sometimes I feel like I'm just trapped in the past, all the memories are just too wonderful and enchanting to be forgot. I thought it should be fading, I thought this feeling isn't mutual, but why, I still feel the something, so wrong yet so right, and here, you are.
If you wanna know, ISLY.
So baby, be brave. Make your decision. I guess I could accept if I'm not the one.
After exam, okie.
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