It's my birthday month. NO, it suppose to be our's.
But now, I guess no more.
Love, is it a question?
And people try all the best to get an answer.
In the end, the answer will never be what they want.
I'm trying to let you? Should be me, let my self free.
No suffer ing, no guess ing, no think ing any bullshit.
You don't even know how much hurting when missing you.
Cause you're still a free man as you want to be.
No control. No relationship. No stabel. But lust and flirt.
I serious though we' meant to each other.
You broke my heart. You broke everything.
No promises No commitment.
If there is still a chance we meet, I'll say Hello Stranger?
Happy Advanced Birthday Dar!
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