j.k..
"I wanted to tell him I loved him. That I couldn't live without him. That I didn't care that this wasn't a good time, when is it a good time for love? That I didn't care what it took. I had to be the one holding him at night and I had to be the one who woke up next to him in a comfort-infested embrace, letting my head bob to the waves and currents of his breathing. I needed him, but he never needed me."
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