My dream about her is so vivid that i could hug her in my arm, i can feel her warm (or is its my loneliness) ?
Her dress is so red that could still feel the color in broad daylight.
It is not her, my Exs, but my imagination-but-real-in-real-life-far-far-away-from-me girlfriend.
She taught me not to be selfish, not to always thinking of myself and talk about "me" everytime we talk.
And i learned that i loved her. So dear. And nothing else matter.
Her dress is so red that could still feel the color in broad daylight.
It is not her, my Exs, but my imagination-but-real-in-real-life-far-far-away-from-me girlfriend.
She taught me not to be selfish, not to always thinking of myself and talk about "me" everytime we talk.
And i learned that i loved her. So dear. And nothing else matter.
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