This Time, I Will Not Love You
"To rememb'r, the hath lost mem'ries, one might not but prepareth thy self to experience teen. For nay marchpanes, art hath called if 't be true there is nay sour "
[To remember the lost memories, one must prepare thy self to experience pain. For no sweets are called if there is no sour.]
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When I woke up, it was late at night. Serena is in a deep slumber as if all she is having is a sweet and nice dream. I don't have the will to wake her up. Opening my phone, I saw tons of messages from Drake.
'Good day! Don't forget to have a smile on your face. You stun the most when you smile.'
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