One sided love (rewritten part one)
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Last published Sun, Jan 1, 2023
Matt has spent his entire life trying to live up to his parents expectations, getting a degree and high paying career wasn't enough for them. They wanted grandchildren and with him being the oldest child the responsibility was his to bare. Failed relationships one after another ruined his self confidence and his hope for love. All that changes when he falls in love with someone that doesn't even knows he exists. Will his love be returned or will he have to take it?
Nothing is worse than a one sided love.
"You can't leave!" I yelled at her. Pulling her by her hair closer to me and grabbing her by the neck. "I love you, why don't you understand? I don't want to hurt you." I could she was exhausted from all the running and fighting but she wouldn't stop not now "this isn't love!"
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