he love me more than love his self.
But the way that he love me was wrong.
He treat me like i was just the only one girl.
But the way that he love me was wrong.
He guarded me like i was a children.
but the way that he love me was wrong.
He hugged me untill i'd felt that i was really lucky beside him.
But once more,
the way that he love me was really wrong.
our last memories are just for commemorative.
its not for return.
and its not returnable.
he'd never know how much i love him.
How much i need him.
How much lucky i am.
But im sorry.
Its cause the way that he love me.
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