"One sided love is the worst disease you could have," I said, exhaling the smoke from my lungs into the cool air above.
"Why's that?" He asked, taking the cigarette from between my fingers.
"Because the only positive thing about love is being loved in return. Everything else is going to eventually kill you, and when it's one sided, you die slower."
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And in the end,
we were all just humans,
drunk on the idea,
that love,
and only love,
could heal our brokenness.
And, boy, your heart is thristy. -Christopher Pointdexter