Love was my life

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it;s so weird while thinking about our future we imagine so many things.But do they really lie in our future or are they possible in our future.If life was a movie, i would be standing in the rain and would be working  out all the things easily.times gone never come back, was said so true today i realized , i lost the love of my life, which was actually my life.All the fairy tale, teen fantasy came to an END. 

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