I can never keep secrets from you. You ask what's Wrong And I blurt out, I'm in love with you. And you blush and say you're Okay With that. But are you really okay? Or do you just not care?
Reason for writing:
I've finally had the privilage to experience love, and the one I love doesn't feel the same for me.
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