Only a few people really know what that means for me. This is not good, but this is not bad either, this is a kind of consolation. This is me. Nobody can smile always, but I can. Even when all I whant is cry. Cause I'm the best on it. Believe me...
You will.
I have a feeling, that you couldn't see whats happening to me, even if it slaps on your face. You just couldn't feel it, see it. You will never imagine how much pain I feel when you forget to kiss me, hug me. When you simply forget that you love me.
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