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"I can't love" she said.

She wanted to love him but she couldn't. Didn't mean that she didn't. A feeling as vast as the ocean whose limits can't be seen by the observer. Whose depths can't be measured by a lame man. That's what she thought about love and it scared her.

But she loved him.

Something about his being made the tides rising in her ocean, calmer. But she couldn't love. Eventually she would find herself swimming back to the shore, back to her tent which protected her from this helpless feeling. Back to square one.