Love means "Waiting" for me. Because I've been waiting for him since we started falling in love. Why didn't he call me first? Why I was the one who ever start a call? I had fed up with this situation so I stopped calling.
But.. since then, I never heard his voice again. I realized I've been fooled. He cheated me, didn't he? But love can't be erased that much easily. I still keep on remembering. I thought he'd call me one day to say he loves me. So I've been waiting. I'm still waiting. Waiting even in my dreams!
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