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You were my everything, the only thing I would think about even when I was in danger. I know now, I was so young back then, too arrogant to see the bigger world. Now those feelings have disappeared, have it? Why? Why did you have to play me? Was it satisfying seeing me in pain? I so long for those days, I regretted what I said to you back then. It has been so long, I think it was fifteen years ago, when you found me in my deepest thoughts, then you broke me but then found the last pieces of me, now you killed me. Is this how our story ends?
ns 162.158.154.212da2