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he dosent love you anymore, I'm so sorry that he dosent love you anymore. 

he dosent think about the way you used to hold his hand, he has forgotten the sound of your voice and the smell of your perfume. as vividly as you remember those nights camping with him they never cross his mind anymore. 

you see him with another girl and he is happy my god it's the happiest you've ever seen him and you can't help but to crack a smile at the thought of him being so content with his life. that is love, seeing him happy and being happy for him. 

I know how you truly feel, when you're laying in bed at four in the morning crying, wondering if he still thinks about you, don't kill yourself like that, he dosent. 

he dosent love you anymore, I'm so sorry that he dosent love you anymore...