You need to tell me if you want me to love you or wait for you. I've been waiting, but I'm starting to get discouraged. Or do you think I'm ugly and not as good-looking as the young, handsome men? Whenever I call, your voice sounds different. Is it because the distance has made our hearts grow distant?
* When the rain is heavy, and you forget the young man from Khorat. The cost of transportation is too high for me to go back and forth from Bangkok to Khorat. If you don't really love me, you should have told me from the beginning. Don't leave me hanging on, making me feel lonely and miserable because I'm waiting for someone far away. The rain is about to stop, and the clouds are about to part, but I'm still walking in the rain, getting soaked to the bone. The love that used to be so strong, is it really gone now? Tell me what you want to do. Call me and tell me how you feel. My grandmother's granddaughter, Mo
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