Sometimes I wonder if I stop trying it would make things better.
When I said hello to you, I never thought I would end up having to say goodbye so soon
A failing love is like desperately hanging on to something precious; not wanting to give up, but your hands feel the pain. And when you finally let go, you’re free from any pain, but your hands are empty
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Sometimes I wonder if I stop trying it would make things better.