Why Can't You Be With Me?

Why Can't You Be With Me?

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Love is a magical yet very painful word. It can take you to places you always dreamed of going to. But, once it fades away the places begin to ruin. A rollercoaster effect, if you will. One minute your up, the next thing you know your all the way down. And yet, there is still something quite beautiful with the way it feels. You feel needed and wanted. You feel cared for. You feel free. You feel loved. As a child, love is often mistaken as the 'cooties' because we thought that love was a cliché thing. But as e get older, you suddenly realize. That everything you thought about love before, is way different from the love that you know now. You realized that love is different in so many ways you cannot even understand how. It may not be the fairytale ending, nor might not be the relationship that shook us all. But it's a special something that you and another share.
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"What else do you want me to say, Mia?" "Did you mean it?" There is a pause and I just-I feel exhausted, the kind that 12 hours of sleep hasn't been able to fix. "Hannah said I don't deserve to be loved, is that how you feel too?" She might not have said it in as many words but that's exactly what she meant. He takes my hand in his and kisses it. "Between the both of us-it's I who doesn't deserve to be loved." "Too bad you already are." "Please stop saying it!" he may not have screamed the words at me but he might as well have. "You think I am lying?" He holds my face with both his hands and looks deep in my eyes. "Mia, I will say this for the last time. I don't do love. I don't want to be loved by anyone and I will never fall in love with anyone ever. If you love me, keep that love to yourself. Please." "Why?" "This is the deal, Mia. Take it or leave it. I will give you my loyalty and my time but I will not have you telling me you love me ever again. I don't believe in love and I can't give you love. Can you live with that?" "What if I can't?"

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