I started to understand you. Little bit by little bit.
Is too late we become close.
If not, we might become buddy and could help you in curing the wound.
Only if you let go, no one could help.
Be strong.
Not only a story for parents.
I was into that story.
Like last time.
Hurt when looked back those sweet memories.
Me as well even never experienced in life before.
But, you are understood.
Will always have my support.
Go for another if you think that's good for you.
No matter who.
At least, someone better.
And, bitch.
Get out of my life with your slutty rumors.
Bye.

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