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Hating Love

April 11th, 2004 by kartar Leave a reply »

I spend every hour apart from her wondering where she is and what she is doing.
I spend every minute apart from her wondering what she is feeling.
I spend every second apart from her wondering if she is thinking of me.
Sometimes I hate love.

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