184 days.
Yes, I've been counting.
I love him, yes
I still do.
But he doesn't.
Never has.
He said after leading me on,
"Never in 200 years, would I love somebody like you."
His words play in my head like a broken record, tearing my heart up slowly, but surely.
It won't stop...
Maybe I don't want it to stop.
Who knows?
The one question I have been asking myself for that long :
How. Will. I. Live.
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