Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Broken

I love you.
I know. I'm sorry.
You don't love me, do you...
I'm sorry.
Did you ever love me?
I'm sorry.
But...

Then why? Why did you stay with me?
Hope.

I guess I just hoped I'd wake up one day as madly in love with you as you are with me.
Oh.


Do you think we'll ever get back together?
I don't want to give you that hope.

So I guess...you don't want to be with me anymore, huh?
...I'm so sorry...



It's fine.












It's fine...

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