When would I receive such words of gratitude and gratefulness from you after I've put every ounce of my hard work in that glass? I've never felt your care since you never knew how to express your deepest. Who should be doing the adjustments? You, the person I loved who didn't care for my efforts just because he doesn't know how to explain or me, who just gave everything? I'm just too confused but at least, I get to see you smile while my own world's crumbling. I don't want you to be concerned with me because I just don't want to. I'm sorry.
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Emotion Speaks: Illusions and Aches
אקראיA collection of short literary works about emotions springing to life through words of a broken-hearted writer, one-sidedly loving a single man through years of admiration. Mixed works of real and imaginative words, scenarios will always give you t...
