To my beloved BF

To my beloved bf Please always rmb I always love you but there are many things that I must handle on my own. I know we are one and we must get thru things together but this time it is too much. So let me suffering alone. I don’t want you to feel bad and need to get into these problems too. I love you always and still. I hope you are always doing good and I will be there always seeing you getting what you want. I can’t wait to see you success and it would be the day I feel happy the most. Thank you for loving me and taking care of me so far. I can tell you are perfect for me.But let’s do this, let’s me handle my problem first without bothering you. ilyπŸ’•

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my dearest κΉ€

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