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It was silent for a moment before she leaned into his chest and whispered, "I am going to love you aren't I?" He was quiet then he whispered, "Maybe, but is it a bad thing?" He pulled away from her. "Well, kind of. It's like you're a kid in a candy store. You love the taste of me, the high I make you feel, but eventually the high goes away. I love you the way poets talk about love. Like you're the last tank of oxygen on earth and I can't breathe. I don't mean to sound selfish, but I always want you to myself. You're everything that I need, but that's not what I am to you." She had to fight back the tears that are threatening to fall. And then he walks away. "I won't beg you to love me or even persuade you to stay. I am tired of chasing after you and you for always pushing me away. I shouldn't be fighting so hard and waste my time proving it all to you; I am worth more than that.
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