He is there if I broke down.
He is there when the others try to ruin my life.
He makes me smile in a way.
If it wasn't for him,
the days, I broke down
will be worst then it was.
I could do something stupid to myself.
Something that would hurt myself.
And I would do that, on purpose.
But I didn't.
Because of some people.
And he, is one of them.
He is my byy.
He is Andrew Tan Wen Yan.
Dedicated to him.
The guy who acts like my dad.
My hubby.
My byy.♥
He is there, for me.
Just because,
Mas
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