I don't get it. It's been such a long time and nothing happened. We knew each other for three years. I loved the way he looked at me. At this same time I was selfish and thought it will last for ever but it didn't. I regret that I rejected everything- maybe that's because I wanted it so badly that I lost myself at some point. Now everything is over and I'm still hurting. I would really love to reapeat the past like Jay Gatsby wanted to but I guess I ended up this same as he did: with a bullet in my heart.
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