You say you love my short hair I always feel the sun shines from there
You like to lie on my shoulders
You say my shoulders are thin but reassuring
You like to hug me
You say that my embrace is very warm and the fragrance of washing powder is
your favorite. Your favorite is to lie on my bed on a sunny morning and give me a faint smile and
let me touch your hair.
Every time you have to say: this way How long will the good days last...
then finally one day you leave me first
at a certain midnight you call me sobbing
you say you are watching a movie
you see that T gets raped what hurts you the
most is that she got up and raped her The person who said: YEAH, IT IS MY WRONG...
You said the ending of the story was tearing and hurting, and you saw the powerless struggle. Many times you can feel this pale powerlessness, but this time it was especially powerful.
You cried Is this also our end?
And all I can answer is my girl, don't cry...
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