One day my enmy have some handle in my hand,I will never let he die good.

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One day my enmy have some handle in my hand,I will never let he die good.
I lost my frist love,so heart it is! I can't bear it,what should I do,should I hate this word?Sometimes I think so.It's almost two months and everynight when I missed her I want to get a knife and dig up my heart,but I don't.I love her,and give my everything to her.
Maybe It's my fault.I admit sometime I said something make her unhappy,but I know it's my fault,I said sorry to her.why am I said such bad words? When I want get something(not really something but same message or let she to do something with me)she always said no,and so heart in my heart,so I did that.Everytime I said that bad things I aways said sorry to her,and now I am trying to change myself,and somechange had happened.But she never forgive me.Everynight I sleep after two o'clock,missing her,and very tired,then sleeping.Sometimes I dream of her,but I can't forget her.She cut every connections,I have do my best to get her back. I said much fine words,but I received greatly distressed.If so,I want her back.

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