Sometimes I think of you and how much I did love you...
and how much I still do.
But the person I loved didn't really exist...
so my love is only a lie.
All that time you pretent to be something that your not?
Its still hard to believe.
I miss you my dream..
even if you not real.
Maybe I just have to keep loving you and hope..
that one day you will
come real to me.
Selite:
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