I cried over the night for him, while he was laughing and spending time with other girl,I cried because I hated myself for being such a stupid person who still love and care about him, but he didn’t even know it. 

No, I don’t want you back, that’s useless, I’m just trying to erase all of the memories we once had together, and forget that once we used to be meant to each other.

Don’t say we will meet again, ’cause I can’t pretend and I don’t want to see your face with your sympathy. I may go far away from you like I suddenly disappear, and I will probably come back when it’s the right time. 

One more night for being alone and tears…

I think I’ve had it enough, sadness, but it isn’t enough. It’s a truly beautiful pain.

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