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Maybe love is blind. You say this is infatuation not love. For the first time, I was the victim of your obsession with me. And now it is me who thinks of you when I shouldn’t making me lose my sanity. Even the simple thing like the tea cup with the oriental writing because there is Japanese in your blood. I imagine your eyelashes that are too pretty to belong to a boy, and I love the butterfly kisses. As a hopeless romantic, I believe in love. I may too naïve for my own good, but only time can shatter these dreams.
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