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I hated this. "Because I fucken love you...okay..." She breathed out and sat on the couch putting her hands on her head, "God... I told myself that I'd never put myself in this position... I am not in good terms with love. I took the highway and learnt the hardest that love clouds my judgment and weakens me to a breaking point. Then I told myself that I wouldn't allow myself to be controlled by such a fragile emotion and I refused to let it.. but I can't with you.. how do I stop loving you so I'll stop hurting... how?" She said the last part looking at me. I bet her vision was blurry because her eyes started to water a bit. Her lower lip was trembling and her hands.. she shook her head a bit

Till yesterday you were a stranger If the passion of the heart is true then why should it not bring color You were always mine but now you have come closer how much i love you ask your own heart You are the one who has given my heart, my life is yours Stop testing my loyalty now stop stealing my eyes by stealing my heart stop making me yours when i was not yours but stop torturing me how much i love you ask your own heart You are the one who has given my heart, my life is yours how much i love you ask your own heart

“Do you really think anything will make me stop loving you?” I braced myself on the bed,our faces inches apart." Fuck Elle…no matter how much I hate you ,I can't stop loving you." She flinched ,her lips quivering from the intensity of my gaze.“I’ve tired so hard to get rid of my fucking feelings but….” I scoffed on the realization that I'm actually doomed with this woman. “I can't….” She swallowed.“ Maybe you're not trying hard enough.”. She whispered to me and then turned away.

[I hate you] END.

“I can’t hate you, Chloe. I tried. I tried so fucking hard, but I love you too damn much.” “It would be easier if you didn’t.” “Oh, yeah.” He pulled back, running his fingers down my neck. “So much easier, but it doesn’t work that way. I can’t just stop lovin’ you because it would be better. Just like you can’t stop lovin’ me. It’s not a switch we can flick off.”

"Jane, I can't stop." "You have to stop." "I can't stop loving you. I can't stop wanting you. I can't stop hoping that we can figure this out." "Christian, let go of me." "No." "Let go of me!" "Not until you listen to me." "I don't want to listen to you!" "Too bad. Because I need to say this." "Say what?" "That I love you. That I've always loved you. That I was too stupid and too scared to appreciate what I had."

This is the fiftieth reminder. Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… God, I hate this song so much, I could vomit. ‘I’m going to end the call now, Joy.’ I turned back to the blue sky. ‘I’ll text you after I’ve checked in my luggage, okay?’ She said bye and hung up. Earn you a lover…. But I can’t….

My grip tightens. No. I can’t let that happen. I won’t. I stare at her picture for a long moment. Then I whisper, quietly, “I won’t let anything happen to you because of me.” My voice drops even lower. Resolute. “So I have to stop. I have to stop this.” Silence fills the room. My chest tightens. My eyes stay on her face in the photo. “I have to stop loving you.”

I can't get enough of his love. **********************************************

I heard her whimper and It cut something inside of me. More like I wanted this, I didn't want her to feel I forcefully claimed her. I didn't want that resistance. So I asked. “I can stop if that's what you want.” I waited for her answers, but the silence was enough reply.