I Don't Love
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Última publicación mar, dic 3, 2013
"Louis, I like you, a lot, but I don't love you. I don't love. Love means hurt. Please don't love me. I don't want to hurt you." she explained as if that meant anything. I could literally fell my heart breaking. "M-Marissa? Please tell me you were kidding! We can laugh it all off! Please, say you love me. Please love me!" "I'm sorry. But I can't. I won't. You'll find someone better. Someone who can love." Though the tears are streaming down her face, she leaned over and wiped away mine with her thumb.
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