Some people write love stories in a book with a pen.
Some people use a device to write love stories while typing on a keyboard.
Some people make up fantasy worlds in which they write love stories.
But I'm working on my love story with Tears as a pencil.
My eyes are the correct size of a book.
My hands are like erasers, wiping away the tears.
I had a glum expression on my face.
I can see the pain of love in my eyes.
The person who left me, I appreciate the lesson "Adieu".

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