I used to tell myself, keep holding on that we'll make it through. In the end, we just dint work our things out.
It had been 2 months since you left me. These two months are the toughest period I;ve been thru. I am learning to live without you, independent. There were thousand of times I wish I can call you, talk to you like we used to do.
Though I manage to make friens, join alot of activites, It juz different without you.
I hope u hear me........... missin' u
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