Imperfect love
We know who the guy is ...
But never said that I love you so much ...
I thought I would say one day but I was late, or I thought I would say that he would tell me ..
But no one told anyone to be so stressed out with this love ..
Forget both over time ..
Death is this love.
And this is the biggest mistake that no one has ever been told and will never say ...
If someone dare say I love you so much ..
Then there would have been days of hardship instead.
Once again we do not understand who our love person is,
Do not recognize this man Tie love to know.
And again from this mistake, death is another love.
This is how a new love story dies in this city ..
But the stories are suppressed last summer with a hot wash of tea on the terrace or balcony ..
Someday in the evening, they will remember these stories and with their own eyes, water will flow through their eyes.
These stories will be removed again with water.
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