“I want to be loved like that. Even he sounds like a psycho”. My friend left a comment, about my -constant storm clouds- story with someone.
“Oh, why? Isn’t it strange, huh?” I said.
“He never leaves you any second. He always there. He always around. And you love him”.
“He loves me more”, I smiled, with my teary eyes.
“Oh, why? Isn’t it strange, huh?” I said.
“He never leaves you any second. He always there. He always around. And you love him”.
“He loves me more”, I smiled, with my teary eyes.
Pretty much like this:
So I Stay
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