I don't know why, but i'm still in love with you. I try again and again to have hope, even though i knew i would end up the same every time, angry and sad; yet i still persisted. Perhaps i am waiting for the day, i finally be able to let you go, though i never got you in the first place. If you can't help me to feel any better, then help me to get worst, to a point where i can't feel anything anymore.
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