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He was the best person I knew. Too bad he didn’t feel even half of what I felt for him.
Sometimes it felt like I could disappear and no one would really care. It felt like I was a temporary fixture in someone’s life until they moved on. But with LJ I felt like I mattered—always.
“I can’t believe you did this for me.” He peered over at me and my stomach flipped like there was a wacky-waving-inflatable-arm-flailing tube man going bonkers inside. “When are you going to get it? I’d do anything for you.”
This wasn’t the first time he’d said it, but this time it felt different. It felt heart-stoppingly, soul-scorchingly different.
The rest of the world carried on as though mine hadn’t imploded, like it hadn’t been broken and shattered.
“And when you’re the one loving someone when they can’t see it for themselves, you’re bound to get burned. They almost can’t stop themselves from trying to prove to you that your love’s not real. They try to force your hand until they prove it to you.”
Maybe that was how it happened. The ones you least suspected could reach right into your chest and pull out your heart.
I couldn’t make us work if she didn’t believe in us—in me. I couldn’t make her stop running. I couldn’t make her love me like I loved her.
