Something is missing in my life. I am always wondering whether it's you? It would be possible, but I want you but do not? Or does it? Maybe I will not only view. You always were perfect for me, even though you had errors, I did not care, you were perfect. You are perfect. It is and remains just like that. There is a gap in me that are not easily closed. It hurts and hurts. I might laugh, but inside it looks sometimes quite different. I talk to any more about it because I know that it makes no sense and I would just again to remember everything. To all that was. You were so close to me all these years, but so far away. Damn, it's been a long time. I was the one that has kept the contact, if you did not want all the time, why did it not then aborted? Why? Perhaps everything would have been simpler, easier for me. But that you put no value. You know me even more likely. You let me then just walk into the trap. Has it done well, as you've seen me so? Was this what you always wanted? Well then congratulations, you've achieved that, what you wanted. But how are you doing this to me it does not matter, but I'm used to it. You're just that it hurts you not interested anyway. I wish I would know if you all did not matter?
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