How do you measure love?
Do you measure it by the size of the hole it leaves behind after its gone? or simply by the number of "I Love You"s spoken?
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錯誤的相遇注定了悲傷的結局
當舊夢初醒
濕潤的眼角必然挂著心碎的淚滴
只是那時候，除了回憶更多的卻是嘆息
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