I think I keep telling myself you never loved me at all because it is far less terrifying a prospect than the possibility you did, you truly did, but all of a sudden, and for no particular reason, you stopped. ~ Beau Taplin (How I sleep at night)
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A lifetime? Is that how long this is going to take? Will i spend the rest of my life loving a woman Who has moved far beyond my reach, never to return? God I hope not,. I'ts not loving you that hurts, but not being loved back.