She still hasn't replied. And now my messages aren't even sending.
I haven't slept and I can't stop thinking about her.
I hate her.
I need her.
I love her.
It's just so hard for me to tell her that.
She's always been there, she's always loved me. She use to love me; I thought.
She was the only one who loved me; the guy who's incapable of loving anyone back.
Looks like we both aren't all that we seem to be.
I'm going to her apartment.
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Kort verhaalTess loves Elliot, but Elliot can't love Tess. He's heartless and cold. His heart is stone. Yet, Elliot needs Tess, But Tess doesn't know it yet. She's clueless and blind. (Not literally) their texts say it all. They are both oblivious. They are bo...
