Maybe it was the color of your hair or the way your hairstyle compliments your face. I never once questioned it but you looked so miserable that I could’ve just scooped you up and held you. How could a man look so vulnerable and so discredited when all I could do was force a laugh and look on. But then again how could you be a man of ethics when the mere philosophy of a silly girl couldn’t befit you?!
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