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Always means forever, I tell her.

I'll love you always, she says.

I'll always be there for you, she says.

No you won't. Stop saying things you don't mean.

It's the truth, she insists.

How can it be? You're a liar, so can you tell a truth?

I can tell an untruth, but so can you, she replies and I believe her.

There's no point anymore, someone else says but my mouth moves and my voice says it.

What are you saying? Of course there's a point. There's always a point.

You can tell an untruth, I realize.

You care for me.

I don't, I say.

You love me.

I don't, I say.

You dream about me. You want to kiss me; you want to do everything for me.

I don't. You're a liar, and you don't know when to stop, or when you've gone too far. Stay out of my life, I say and I mean it.

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She can feel his breath on her neck, his hands under her shirt, and his heart beat in rhythm with hers. It sounds so perfect, but- it isn't. It makes no sense.

"I love you."

"I-I love you so much."

Her shirt slips to the floor. Then her jeans.

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How much do you love me?

A lot, I say.

I love you more.

You always love me more, I reply.

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If he was dead, she wouldn't cry. If he was alive, she wouldn't say a thing.

Where is he, she didn't know.

Does she want him back, she didn't know.

If he was dead, she'd die happy. If he was alive, she'd live unhappy.

What does she want? What is she supposed to do?

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I'm back.

Hey, I greet

Did you miss me?

Sure, I say.

I missed you.

I know you did, I whisper.

I love you.

I-I know.

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How long will this go on? How long will she hurt for absolutely no reason at all?

This isn't fair. It never is, and she doesn't know how she can make it better for both of them. She doesn't know how to deal.

There isn't someone else. He thinks so, but there isn't. But maybe. There could be, but there isn't. She wished he would just kick her out and disappear. He deserves better.

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I'm leaving, she says.

I know you are.

You've been the best, she confesses.

I know I have.

I thought I loved you for awhile, she sighs.

I know you did.

I wish it didn't have to end like this, she whispers.

I know, and it doesn't have to.

But it does, and I'm not saying it isn't easy, she says.

I-I know. And I'm trying to understand you.

But you can't, she finishes.

No, I can't.

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She leaves, and she's sad, and she's confused, but she leaves.

He stays, and he's sad, and he's confused, but he stays.

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I love you.

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