out of love

gets me thinking everytime whenever im all alone, is this what we’re getting when we grow old? no two lovers intertwine with family tie that never leave us alone with their constant whine. everyday as i count down to our big day, cant help but to think that something is definitely astray. i dont know what it is, but this feeling needs to be erased. who wants to live, life full of regrets, happiness awaits to those who never begs!


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