the 14th page

if there's one thing I hate, it's that slightest stupid thought of yours that I had forgotten you.

if there's one thing I hate, it's that the tiniest tear at the edge of your eyes peeking on me.

if there's one thing I hate, sometimes it may be me. it'd never be you.

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for I actually care, but no one sees my heart shows

for I actually love, but no one realizes my eyes tell

for I actually longed, but I hold,

because to be fair, we have to swap our longings.

for I have had screamed silently, but no one could listen

because everybody is busy trying very hard to show the world that they are happy!