in the end, still feel upset,
if only i don't always pin so high hopes...

i dk why i recalled everything about us again,
i miss the times i had butterflies in my stomach when our eyes meet.
i miss the pure old days we used to have.
i miss the time you walk me home.
i miss.....
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i wish i could shout aloud, telling what i feel.
i wish i could hold you tight and don't have to let go..
i hate to get jealous.
at times, i wish i don't have any feelings,
maybe life would be much easier..

why always about the impossibles?
no turning back,
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