Well. I don't know. I really don't. When I see him, I have butterflies in my stomach. And now, I don't. Since you've confess that you have ur own woman, the butterflies is dead. And I've out of the competition. I'm far out of it. Never have any chances. Never. Haha.
So, I guess, I have to wait again. Mr. ME , you're history. If we were meant together, we will see each other again. See you.
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