The Story I'll Never Write

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He told me he loved me, but then he left, leaving me to pick up my the broken pieces of my heart, all alone.

He calls me every now and again, claiming to still love me, and all I can do is question the validity of that statement. If he truly loves me, why would he leave?

After almost a year, his calls are answered by my voicemail, but the sound of his voice still makes my heart jump from my chest.

He never truly loved me, but I'll always love him.