I can't.
I'm sorry.
I can't not love her.
I don't know how to.
I think about her too much.
I love her too much.
I worry about her when she's not around and when I see her,
all I want to do is pull her into my arms and kiss her.
I can't just stop.
She's always going to mean something to me.
Maybe I need time and space but right now,
I'm stuck.
I don't see a day without her.
I don't want there to be a day that I'm without her.
I fucking love her. It's not just gonna disappear.
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