Today we ran into each other. You said hi and I said hi, back.
But your face was different. I remember it different and I have no idea why.
I came to the conclusion that I don’t look at you with love anymore. And I really had liked this to work out but it didn’t. But it’s really nice that now we’re friends (or at least I think we are).
I hope you become great one day and I hope one day I will be alive again.
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