Hey lucky girl, I am titling you 'a lucky girl' though I don't know how lucky you would be if he changes his ind like he had when I was in your position I mean when I was his girlfriend. Anyway , for now, you're lucky at least in my eyes because I always had and still have the desire to be in the same font as you're now to him. ( Only he knows what I have been lacking that was found in you and got me dumped. And only god knows how I repent of permanently giving him my heart just to get it dissolved in between his love and getting broken.) To rest on his shoulder, to smile looking at his eyes, to rub his hand to make myself warm, to listen to everything he has to say, and to finally wake up from his bed was always my dream that is still incomplete. In fact, you may not even understand how I wished to be the reason of writing his diary, his profile pictures, his cover page, the reason why he would rush home from the office and why he would frequen
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