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If it's meant to be,
It'll be.
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"Me? Or your family?" He asked, tears glistening in his eyes.
Silly of you to think, I'll choose you when you didn't made me fall in love with you,
I walked into love with you,
With my eyes wide open,
Choosing to take every step along the way.
I do believe in fate and destiny
but I also believe we are fated to do the things we'd choose.
Anyway, I had choose you, over and over again.
Over my family, over my toxic mother who gave birth to me, over my absent father who tried to give me all the luxury, over my younger brother who asked me to die.
I had chosen you over anything. Anything. Literally anything.
"You loved the parts of my soul,
which I was ashamed to have-
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