: I look at you, like i almost bout the cry, and my throat is tight, too hard to be open for my love. i nudge you by the arm, pouting, missing you. I... Im sorry, babe... i said quietly, ready to face my fear. I dont know if you still love me, but i miss you... Its been hours that you havent talk to me... As that, i slowly gaze down, looking at the floor with my aching heart.
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