The flowers she received. See the text.
With her smile like that. It upset me.
Every word of love from all of the recipients.

I love it when she secretly. But the inside.

It might be better if it is the way it is.

Out of love with her just once.

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But it's just that I love it. It's just that I was sending flowers.
Through her, I leave it not from me though.
It's just that I love it. Just think about who he is. I want you to know.

I just want you to leave a message.

I do not see the flowers. And I love her.

How long have profound. I will never let go.
I like my friends. I know it is not.
The pain will continue. What I ask.


Well, maybe if it was, I told myself.
Out of love with her just once.


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Never mind how uncomfortable it is.
Every minute as it is right here.


It is a term I've been told.
Out of mind as I thought.


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