I'm-Not-Perfect..

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"Ariana, I love you- like- huh. You won't understand- Will you be mine?" Harry asked as I looked at his soft plump beautiful lips,

I love him- so much. Like so much- it hurts me so much that I can't do it.

I can't. I fucking can't. I'm fucking weak.

"No, you can't be mine. I love you too but- I just can't." I told him trying to be strong I can't be too weak

"Why?!" Harry asked hopeful,

"I'm-Not-Perfect." I said and ran holding up my black long dress,

I ran as fast as I could from the person I loved, I left- I love him.

But as I said,

I'm-Not-Perfect...