I don't know what of feeling I have toward that person now. I don't know is love, hate, or even anything. I just feel so sad everything I think about the past. Why I have to meet him again. I think should be enough for me. The more I think, the more I should hate him, but I coudn't.
Finally, decide to pack the first drawn stuff to a box. It's about time, to do more and more, so I can forget more and more. Why should I think of the past anymore? Everyone moved on and having a new life. Including me.
Sally said I changed...I agree... but with a tradeoff.
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