A Love Always Tinged With Sorrow

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A Love Always Tinged With Sorrow

When is the moment that we realise that we have fallen in love? When is the moment that we know we have fallen? To wait. To wait. For what? A word, a sign, a confirmation. For an 'I love you. I miss you. I want you too.'


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