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Jul 2014
Once asked who you loved
you tensed up.
Do you remember the
countless times
We told each other
'I love you'

I do and I regret them.
I wish I had never said
those three words.

Maybe then
I wouldn't feel
so attached to
you.

That would be nice,
to not have the feeling
I have to be your friend
even though I hate you
so much.
It *****, but oh well.
Remus
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Remus  23/Trans Male
(23/Trans Male)   
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