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Honestly, I no longer know who I am and what I am. Maybe this pain just became.. a hatred. I want to forgive. I want to move on. But sometimes, you don't want to forget. Because that hatred is the only memory..you have. The relationship is not there. No memory is left. Only hatred. And day by day I want to remember it. Blame me if you want. But this heart has no space for what they call.. forgiveness.