Always.
I always know that I can never forget you, although how hard I tried. Love is just a mystique that I cannot control myself. Why life put this trick on me, when I never want to? Have I done any sins to be punished? But, if loving you is a punishment, then I want to be punished forever.
I cannot say when, where or how your image will just slip off my mind. Until then...
Keeping a secret is as hard as saying it.
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