Maybe I did love you, Josh.
Maybe I loved you so much it hurt, so much that I wanted to be with you forever.
Maybe I wanted to marry you one day.
But you wouldn't let me love you. You wouldn't let me close enough. Every time I told you, you would sigh and shake your head and mutter under your breath, "You're such a liar.".
You didn't know I had heard you, and that's why I left.
I left because I was sick of it. I was sick of being hopelessly in love with a man who acted like a boy.
I still love you, though, and I never stopped.
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Our life (joshler)
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