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something in the way you say "i love you" sounds wrong. off. unintelligibly dishonest      in a way that           i can neither                prove,                     nor disprove. you bring me flowers,      kiss my forehead but white roses      are forgiveness -           or at least thats                what nana said - and your lips      are a desert           when i always                preferred the beach -                     but you know that. subconsciously      i'm searching, begging, yearning for something,           anything; obvious evidence                that this is          all          in          my          head. because it could be. i could be as crazy as i feel.                           but i have no such evidence,                                 and      something      in the way you say      "i love you"      sounds wrong.      off.      unintelligibly dishonest           in a way that                i can neither                     accept,                          nor deny. but i have to because otherwise           there is nothing left.
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
the aftermath (IV): acceptance
something in the way you say "i love you" sounds wrong. off. unintelligibly dishonest      in a way that           i can neither                prove,                     nor disprove. you bring me flowers,      kiss my forehead but white roses      are forgiveness -           or at least thats                what nana said - and your lips      are a desert           when i always                preferred the beach -                     but you know that. subconsciously      i'm searching, begging, yearning for something,           anything; obvious evidence                that this is          all          in          my          head. because it could be. i could be as crazy as i feel.                           but i have no such evidence,                                 and      something      in the way you say      "i love you"      sounds wrong.      off.      unintelligibly dishonest           in a way that                i can neither                     accept,                          nor deny. but i have to because otherwise           there is nothing left.
and if there is nothing left, i was wrong.
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
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