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Now,
I smile more often.
I go out more often.
I'm happy.
You filled my black and white world with colour.
I loved you.
I loved you so much it hurt.
Was I not enough for you?
Were the sweet words you whispered into my ear during all of our cuddle sessions nothing but white lies?
Tell me why you kissed another girl.
I loved you.
Who am I kidding?
I still love you.
I still love you, Jung Hoseok.
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