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Do you believe in love? You'll stop believing in it once life bangs you up. I have been bashed by life many times, yet I fell in love with you. The solitude of the soul is a tragedy, no one can see it, people may even think you are happy, but solitude is gnawing at you from within. When you are lonely, you can't look into anyone's eyes and tell them how bitter you feel, how miserable your heart is in solitude, how hard it is to live without the one you can't forget. I had to cheat my heart making it believe you loved me to save it from aching. I couldn't rip you from my heart. When one loves "not too much," there are always other men and women. For me there is only one man- you. The pain of love is indescribable. Men use the word "love" lightly, it has no real meaning for them, yet women believe them. Men don't care about women's suffering, they easily switch their attention to other women and repeat the same empty words to them. 'If you have such a strong opinion about men, how come you say you love me so deeply?" "I wouldn't if I could help it".

Do you believe in love? You'll stop believing in it once life bangs you up. I have been bashed by life many times, yet I fell in love with you. The solitude of the soul is a tragedy, no one can see it, people may even think you are happy, but solitude is gnawing at you from within. When you are lonely, you can't look into anyone's eyes and tell them how bitter you feel, how miserable your heart is in solitude, how hard it is to live without the one you can't forget. I had to cheat my heart making it believe you loved me to save it from aching. I couldn't rip you from my heart. When one loves "not too much," there are always other men and women. For me there is only one man- you. The pain of love is indescribable. Men use the word "love" lightly, it has no real meaning for them, yet women believe them. Men don't care about women's suffering, they easily switch their attention to other women and repeat the same empty words to them. 'If you have such a strong opinion about men, how come you say you love me so deeply?" "I wouldn't if I could help it".

I have been bashed by life many times, yet I fell in love with you. The solitude of the soul is a tragedy, no one can see it, people may even think you are happy, but solitude is gnawing at you from within. When you are lonely, you can't look into anyone's eyes and tell them how bitter you feel, how miserable your heart is in solitude, how hard it is to live without the one you can't forget. I had to cheat my heart making it believe you loved me to save it from aching. I couldn't rip you from my heart. When one loves "not too much," there are always other men and women. For me there is only one man- you. The pain of love is indescribable. Men use the word "love" lightly, it has no real meaning for them, yet women believe them. Men don't care about women's suffering, they easily switch their attention to other women and repeat the same empty words to them. 'If you have such a strong opinion about men, how come you say you love me so deeply?" "I wouldn't if I could help it". Click here