_of Heart that Cannot be Mended

Ten Things I Hate about You:


Dear You,

  Your actions hurt, but that doesn't mean I will hate you. Funny, isn't it?

 While we are at it...

Dear God,

  If he is mine, he will be mine, no matter what happens. Isn't it?

Dear Y.Q.,

  I hope I could meet you, I really do. As an elusive friend, you are gifted in mending a broken heart. I wish mine is as easy to mend.

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