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Pierced through my heart, again. Whenever you're angry, you say the nastiest words, you become the meanest and an entirely new person whom I never knew.

No matter how many times I appear to be "picky", no matter how straightforward I am with you, no matter how tactless I can be.

I'll never be able to say, "No, I don't love you anymore."

I'll never be able to hang up on you if you were crying, I'll never stop thinking about you if you were ill for just one day (I'm not talking about two weeks here), I'll never be able to just leave you alone, knowing you're simply in the next building and even if I only have time to give you a tight hug, I'll be damn sure to find you, and give you that hug.

There are tons of thing I can never do which, you can.

No matter how upset I am, "I don't love you anymore" can never, ever, possibly come out of my very own mouth.

And I can never bear to hear you cry, for the fact that I can't even bear to see you drop a tear.

All in all, "No, I don't love you" is enough.

I love you, but I'm done.