"This isn't goodbye, boy, is it? This is farewell."
Sorry...
If my feeling bothers you.
Sorry...
If I'm not the one you expect to fall for you.
Sorry...
If my words disgusted you.
Sorry...
If I put you into my prayer every nights.
Sorry...
If I always be a fool whenever I see you.
Sorry...
If my attitude looks awkward in front of you.
Sorry...
If the sound of your giggle becoming my favorite.
I'm sorry, Sunny.
I really am...
I really do.
Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works. - Virginia Woolf.
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