6: can't get enough

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And then there came a day where the strings broke.

I simply couldn't control myself.

I was sick of my heart being shattered over somebody who would never have the same feelings that I did.

I paced back and forth in front of the kitchen bench in my own small apartment, ignoring the pile-up of assignments I hadn't gotten to yet.

How was I to phrase it to him without giving myself away?

The way he smiled and looked into my eyes so meaningfully, did he do that with everybody he was hooking up with?

And if it was for some reason a habit reserved especially for me, why did he have to carry on doing it when he had zero intentions of having a committed relationship with me?

The entire ordeal was so utterly unfair and yet... who was the real fool in this situation?

The one who bore no feelings toward anything, or the one who made the agreement to be emotionless and yet couldn't help himself from feeling too much?

There really was no debating as to what the answer to that question could be.

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