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I tried to tell him we needed to stop. We needed to break up. I tried to tell him, “I’m in my thirties, we can’t keep acting like teenagers. Jumping into bed at all hours of the day. Really, we … Continue reading
“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 can’t come with you to Vegas,” she said, matter of fact. “Baby, why? Please.” He reached out for her hand, eyes somber, yet like his usual self, glimmering and hopeful. “Because every time I go, I make out with … Continue reading
He called me after eight months, nothing for eight months. He said his feelings for me are still the same, reminding me that I’m “v cute.” He said he needed the time. That he’s changed, now a little better than … Continue reading
It was crystal Clear; Like the Boston bay out my window. Blue, serene and never ending. You made your mind up about me Stereotypes and preconceived notions. Funny how I judged you so positively. Who knew you’d switch once you heard the … Continue reading
I looked up at his face whilst he was sleeping. I kept my eyes on him and I knew I’d fallen for him already. He had the most perfect jawline, protruding cheekbones, a little stubble covering it all. I ran my … Continue reading