You are like a poem, but it is true. I felt that way when I had to break up with my first boyfriend. I really did not know the reason at that time. However, I believe it is because of my age. We were to young to know the meaning of love. I still love him, but we never talk after that even though we know the telephone number of each other. I hope i can talk to him before I die.
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Poor tree.......