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i woke up by the sun rays as i sigh, well, it's another boring day. i slowly open my eyes, telling myself i need to work my ass out in order to live.

ever since i haven't seen him, didn't have any contact with him, my world has changed. the beautiful and bright sky blue colors i used to believe, had became nothing to me.

yet i tried wondering, who are you to be so precious in my both eyes? when you didn't even try looking at me like i do, not a past tense.

hey friend, i'm tired of moving on, i'm tired of missing you, do you even miss me?

cause i do.

deadroses // markhyuckWhere stories live. Discover now