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Today I met Paul, we went to a place had a nice dinner and then went to a pub in london bridge for a drink; the whole event just reminded me of someone I deeply loved, so in the middle of the conversation, I said, oh Paul, you would be such a good friend.
I feel like I am still dwelling on somewhere, and I am not sure when I would be able to move on. Sometimes I feel like that I am not being realistic, looking up for someone that I am not even able to reach of. This is called sad.
What is love? for that one nanosec that you felt the beauty of existence, the desire of to be felt belonged, and controlled.
I feel like I am still dwelling on somewhere, and I am not sure when I would be able to move on. Sometimes I feel like that I am not being realistic, looking up for someone that I am not even able to reach of. This is called sad.
What is love? for that one nanosec that you felt the beauty of existence, the desire of to be felt belonged, and controlled.