I'm so sorry for this but your love kills me because you don't know how to love, you don't like to love, you don't have the courage for it. I could not stand the idea of having you in the same city and pretending you never existed for me. I could stand the idea of being just your friend or less than this. Now you do not understand and you can not stand me, but the truth is: I still love you.
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