29 September 2007
1:33 AM
Is there a sweeter way to say "I don't love you"?
Is there a guarantee that i will not regret letting you go?
And when i'm ready, will you still be there?
- sleepless at an unholy hour, talking to myself and finding a little piece of heaven, anxiously. I just hurt Dave. We went for a jog early morning, had breakfast at McDonald's, and said nothing when he asked me if i do love him. I saw his eyes. Pained. He continues loving me each day, unselfishly. Sincerely. Even if he knew it's only friendship i can give. Nothing more.
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