Let him go.
Don’t hold him back.
Because darling, forced things
never turn out beautiful.
He might come, wait and see.
If he doesn’t, maybe that’s how
it’s supposed to be
So sad. I can never resist this. That’s why i always give my heart just a half. Just a half. To prevent.
Never wear your heart on your sleeve, everyone will take a stab at it!
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