But you don't love me... At least not the way I'd like you to...
We cannot be together when it's important. We can be friends, but we cannot share the special moments, and it's too hard to live these moments without being able to be with you, talk to you, see you, hear you, be with you...
I love you, but I'll drift away for both our sakes, or we will destroy whatever little things we have around us. At least I will destroy what I have around me. And you will too, eventually...
What a strange thing... Love is...
And I miss U... I miss us... The way we used to be...
What's the use anyway... Give it all up, wait for time to come around... What's left, except a big emptiness the shape of a pink star... The shape of you...
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