don't need that big flame, though.
only need that drop of oil
to get this something inside burning.
yes. a drop of oil.
and a little spark of fire.
i doubt she is the one.
however, i forced myself to believe.
this time round was a bit different.
the light at the end of tunnel is clearer.
suddenly he intervened.
he made the whole thing stop.
and forced me to rethink the whole thing.
and here i am.
realising myself.
haven't gone desperate enough for him.
lately....
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