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The emotions of this heartless boy for which I am, because everything I ever had in my heart was ripped and torn apart. Nothing is what I thought existed somewhere far away from us. I gave you love in the most profoundly words, and you gave me silence.



Just to hear your heavenly breath through the phone I cried over and over whenever we hung up. That was something is not nothing. The letters and e-mails I wrote were written directly from my begging heart. That was something for something not for nothing. The good things I spoke about you, because you are something special to me. Nothing I hate something we are. We are nothing for you said our first kiss meant “Nothing”