One man asked a group why God made the heart, an ordinary man replied that he should live, but the wounded heart replied to get hurt.
He again asked why God creates the eyes
An ordinary man replied to look, but the wounded heart responded that to shed tears

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My last message to her:If you don't like me then don't talk with me
And after that message I stopped getting messages from her

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The most painful thing is that the frequently contacted contact just turns into a contact

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She came
I think she liked me
She hurts me
Finally left me without any reason
But I don't know why still I love her

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Each heart weighs about 300-400 grams but I don't know how it carries so much pain in tons

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I chat with some people but none of them can bring smile and happiness on my face as you do

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I loved her but not more then her voice

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Even though I am hurted still my heart is longing for a text from her

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Studying her is more complicated then studying engineering

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Hardly trying to forget her but something or someone bringing back the memories of her💔💔💔

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