Never Confess First

Never Confess First

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Was it stupid? Oh, most definitely. It would be what kept me alone, probably the rest of my life. Yet, I couldn't, well, wouldn't, let myself feel that type of pain ever again... One time was enough. That was until I met *her*. Yes, a her, another woman. A girl like no other and perfect in every single way. I was Kenzi Cox, she was *Cassandra D'Arcy* (oh, how even her name was oddly perfect). I was falling, but I can't allow myself to confess first. !! PHOTOGRAPHY IS MINE, DO NOT STEAL !!
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I wanted her to scream, "Because you make my heart bleed, when you look at me like that!" She'd say something like, "Why would you want your heart to bleed? If I'm causing you pain, what good am I too you?" Maybe I'd answer, "No one thing can be beautiful, without a little pain. You're not just pain, you're the one beautiful thing.. MY beautiful thing." Then we'd kiss, and the rain would start. But she didn't. She never will. It's the things we don't say.

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