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I'm sorry that I'm stubborn, I don't listen what you told me, I have bad eating habits, I get angry easily, I get sad easily, that I'm basically a pain in your ass.
But I get so excited around you, I'm so happy with you, and I want to be always with you.

Probably it's just that you never can say what you want to say, that you hold back too much, that you thought I dislike you, that it's okay to treat me that way.

But it's alright, I guess?
We lost each other before, yet we met again.
So I think, if we meant to be together, we'll see each other again one day.
I just hope that it'll be in a nice circumstances, that it'll be in a happy day, in a delightful way.
If not, I'd rather not to meet you again.

Because I'd like to remember you as a kind boy whom I liked back when I was 16. And I liked in the end of my 23.
The boy whose smile makes my day. The boy who couldn't say no - because he's too kind like that.

And I'd like to be remembered as that girl who remember your birthday after 6 years since you told me first. The girl who spoke her mind. The girl you tried to fix.
But failed.