I loved the way you danced.

I loved the way you sang for me.

"I'll only sing for you, my love."He used to caress my cheeks, saying those words in a sing-song voice.

"Yeah right." I mumbled, sat down on the same park bench, the tears never-ending.

I never knew your love was the millions of girls who are now your fans.

What I got from it?

I got; pain.

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