Fall In Love With Me...
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Last published Thu, Jan 2, 2014
He looks at me and I groan.
"Is it so hard to do?" I ask him.
"It's not that it's hard. I don't want this to happen to me. It's not supposed to happen to me?"
"So you're just opting to not have feelings."
He sighs and nods his head, "If this is what I need to do to avoid it."
"So we're going through this again."
"I guess so... I can't be in love. I don't want to be."
"But I love you..."
"Melanie we went through this years ago and we're going through this now. I can't be in love with you."
By now there are tears streaming down my face and I don't care. I am hurt, "Why can't you just fall in love with me?" I ask quietly
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