Love That Starts With Hate

Love That Starts With Hate
Sweetheart


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Our distance may not be too far but for months we did not meet , it just so happens that I can not always rely on. If we were really friends it might not be too difficult to just ask about your news while discussing about the meeting so that I can look at your face longer, enjoy your laughter, enjoy your eyes, to enjoy your smile even if it is not for me and for me.


But in fact we only know , let alone ask how you say hello I doubt , somehow I have to finish this miss , maybe praying for you is one of the ways I convey my never-ending longing ..


If I could retreat from this feeling I might have done from far away days, but I try to forget the more I get caught up in the feeling of being unwarranted ...^^^^^^^^^^^