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Ongoing29m
Last published Tue, Sep 18, 2018
"Run."
I whispered into his ear, knowing it will be the last thing I will ever say to him. I watch as he ran, the tears streaming down my face. Harder and harder each second.
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Why don't you get it? I can never be good for you! I am worthless" I said trying to hold in my tears. There was no way he was going to see me cry. "They are beautiful to me. I don't see a single reason why you should hate them" he said moving his wheel chair closer to where I stood. "This" he said bringing my hand where I had some faint scars and kissing them. "Would always be a story to me of how you survived." He looked at me. There were no lies in them, just his pure truth. "I love you Aren" he said. For the first time since anyone said that to me, I believed it.
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