Stranger, such an ignorant word. All you ever need is the word 'stranger' to vanish the person you may have once cherished, but how uncanny it is. Yet, after all these days, I give him this title, not because of him but because he deserves it. Being a spoiled brat is nothing but annoying. Again, he was my everything in anything; that's my fault, but who's to blame? Anyway, for him, I was a stranger who dreamt of him in every moon, a stranger who adored him despite his numerous flaws, a stranger who wondered about him throughout the sun shine, it was just two strangers falling for each other with different wants and needs. But I guess you truly never grow until you bleed.
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