I've always known I wanted to marry him. Ever since he first told me his name. So our love sparked, faded, and sprang back up in flames. I don't know how many times. We used to talk about that day all the time. He used to enjoy it, not avoid it. But lately he evades the slightest thought of that special one day. He says he can't even think about it yet. But still, he and I had done so myriad times long ago, now it seems. Why does he day this? Why does he treat me like he barely knows me? Why can't we talk about anything more than music, funny videos, and school anymore? Are you scared like me? I love his hellos. Will that to one lonely goodbye? Afraid she knew the answers, she walked away. And so ended her soul. Without a love to love, she just...Let go...Don't make me...
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