don't see too much or you'll hope you are blind
don't hear too much or you'll hope you are deaf
don't hope too much or you'll be disappointed
don't love too much or you'll be hurt
don't laugh too much or you'll get yourself cry madly
I can't guess what kind of feeling that grabbed me
I won't call it as jealous
but I am
but what can you claim from something unwritten, even untold?
what can you claim from something uncommited?
it's nothing, poor me.
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