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Every time when i re-see the messages or when we are chatting,
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I will be happy and really feel that I am really lucky...
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But this feeling won't stay forever...
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Coz it is too late to appreciate it..
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Time won't let me to wait for so long..
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There are many people fight for it..
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My time is over..
Still remember that one day during my secondary school,
it is already night time,
my dad didn't show up...
I still waited and waited..
I tried many methods to diminish the feeling of waiting...
"Dad will come after I count all the stars"
"what to do? I can't finish to count"
"Can i pretend I finish?"
"Or maybe dad will come after 2 cars passed by"
Though I am used to wait...
I don't like it...
Feel scared and insecure...
Yet, it is the first time I felt hapIt py...
still... I am scared and insecure now..
Deserved...
Every time when i re-see the messages or when we are chatting,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I will be happy and really feel that I am really lucky...
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
But this feeling won't stay forever...
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Coz it is too late to appreciate it..
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Time won't let me to wait for so long..
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
There are many people fight for it..
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
My time is over..
Still remember that one day during my secondary school,
it is already night time,
my dad didn't show up...
I still waited and waited..
I tried many methods to diminish the feeling of waiting...
"Dad will come after I count all the stars"
"what to do? I can't finish to count"
"Can i pretend I finish?"
"Or maybe dad will come after 2 cars passed by"
Though I am used to wait...
I don't like it...
Feel scared and insecure...
Yet, it is the first time I felt hapIt py...
still... I am scared and insecure now..
Deserved...
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