Minggu, 02 Juni 2013
Whether I'm looking at you or you're looking at me. I can't tell.
Even as we look just like this, I still miss you.
How did we make such a thing that nothing can be done to.
This heart of mine, do I have to keep it until the end of my life?
Hamida Putri Yulianda
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