My heart is broken. Trust me, thats not just expresion, I felt it, every single bit breaking from whole. I still love her. Its true, that first love, its true love, dont you ever let it go. Fight for it, even if it seems pointless. Ill never give up. Untill dying days come. And even in death, forewer urs.
How is it posible that my heart beats for her, and hers beats against me? How is it posible that I still remember and she doesnt even care? Memory is slowly fadeing tho, but remains long enough to hurt. I wish it all could go away.
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