My Heart

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It was a strange love, it used to make me laugh and make me cry, well, sometimes he used to forget me, I was unfaithful but I liked my heart, sometimes he used to tell the things of love... He used to hold my hand sometimes, but he himself took his hand out of my hand... Her temperament was like a strange sunshine and shadow. I used to love her one moment, the next moment she would have dropped me from my eyes... 🖤🖤🖤✨🌻