Listen, I believe in your love, I know you love me, but I do not have any trust in the attack of changing time. So if it happens to hate me, and the delicate petals of my heart become thorns to you, then do not remember the time we passed together, because the poison of memories does not allow the wounds to heal. Never hate those chats we did sit together for hours, because the chats are the innocent link between two hearts, if my love is not of any worth to you, these chats are not responsible for this, they were innocent talks, you just hate me, not the circumstances we went through.
A para from my own blog.
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Thanks for your comments Afro.
Who knows who or what is responsible in this sort of circumstances....lol