Sometimes I wonder what am I to you. What you see in me, how come you chosen me and how come you change so much things about me.
Honestly I never stop wonder what am I to you. Even after you spent days and nights talking about how much I meant to you and what you willing to do, what you willing to fight for me and for us.
Oops. Maybe the question is wrong. What was am I to you?
Was you taking me for granted? Was you meant to playing with me? Was you pleased with all the games you were played? It's been a year and it still hurts.
And what's in your mind right now? Was all those sweet thing you've told me lies? How can I know for sure that you are true?
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