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“Say you love me.” “What?” “Just say you love me, I know you won’t mean it, I just want to hear you say it to me.” My heart broke exponentially, my voice cracked, “I love feeling you…” I stopped and … Continue reading
I like him, on paper, his profile, everything people said about him. Especially because he has that face that will grow old so handsome. But of course we were missing something. We began to lack something. I think what it … Continue reading
Sometimes we turn a corner, without doing anything out of the ordinary, driving towards the sun the same route as always, and we grasp the concept that there is a world outside ours. That it is bigger and bolder than … Continue reading
“Did you really mean that? Am I hurting you that much?” He stared into space, ignoring her silly question. “Then why don’t you say something?” She was about to shake him out of his reverie, make him articulate the phrase … Continue reading
How am I supposed to know? Tell me how? I say it all the time. You forget to, or can’t bring yourself to? Or you don’t know how to? … but I’m tired now, I’m tired of being the only … Continue reading
“Why do you always runaway? We have one great day and you do that thing where I have to back off”. “You mean I’m mean and moody and can’t open myself up?” “Yes! Why do you do it? You know … Continue reading