Love hurts. Its not whats on the outside that hurt the most. Its the inside, those intangible stuffs that hurts us deep inside. Why do we then still hold on to those endless dreams? When every time we see each other is so tiresome. Is it fear that's holding us together, fear of getting old alone? How long must i endure? How long before it all breaks apart? How long do i have to wait? For I'm tired, so tired, so tired of all these that it makes no sense anymore.
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