I knew this love was futile.
From the way you saw me, you did not love who I was- what I stood for.
I was merely a quirky woman that sparked your interest enough for you to say it was love.
I knew that love at this age was very vulnerable, that if the person gave up it was over.
And you did. You did give up.
"I'll try to love you again" was what you said. "Don't cry" was what you added.
How could I not? Loving someone who doesn't love you back is one thing but Loving someone who used to but now doesn't- is a whole concept altogether. And this concept hurt me.
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