Why did you left that place and come here?
It's not that I can ask this question face to face but it's kinda hard to find the right moment to ask you.
Somehow, I can see that you and your loneliness is just something that inseparable.
Even though I'm sitting in front of you. I can't feel your presence. As if you're part of a world that beyond my reach.
is it something that you don't wanna talk about?
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