Yes/No

There was a girl. I think about you all the time. She borrowed his heart and never gave it back. I forgive you for all the pain and sorrow. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. I never want to forget you. His hate for her was so strong. I still have nothing but love for you. If he never saw her again, it wouldn’t matter. I need to feel your gentle touch upon my skin again. She had been everything to him, but was now less than nothing. You will always be all that I am. This was it, never again, he was a free man. How about one more shot?

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