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She stammers to say anything. "But I can't. Why don't you understand?", she mumbles in a cracked voice. "I love someone else. I can't do it" "To the heck of your love!", I groan. "Can't you see my love?", I jerk her, grabbing her waist. "Are you blind to see my love? Tell me" "I.... I can...see", she says in a shaking voice. "But I can't. Please let this go. Let me go. I can never love you. I can never keep you happy. I love Christian. I only love him"

I can even act like a moron if that's what she wants. "I know, but I don't care. As long as I can have you by my side..." "HA! Truly pathetic!" She sneered. "WILL YOU STOP SAYING THAT? DO YOU THINK I WANT TO ACT LIKE THIS? YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU!" I snapped. "LOVE? DO YOU CALL THIS A FUCKING LOVE? THIS ISN'T LOVE! YOU JUST WANT TO HAVE SOMEONE IN YOUR PATHETIC AND LONELY LIFE!" "YOU KNOW WHAT? You're more pathetic than I am. You labeled yourself as someone strong but your nothing!"

“I used to love her so much. She was my entire world. She was the mother I loved more than anything... and in the end, she was the one who betrayed me.” She wept silently, the depth of her pain known only to herself. And so was the hatred that came with it.

Her fingers traced his face, slow and greedy. "Nolan, forget Hailey. I'm the one who really loves you. If I had your baby... would you stay? Just be mine?" She let out a soft laugh and kissed his forehead.

In John's shy gaze, she cleared her throat, "I love you more than you can imagine. If I say I don't love you, it's just your illusion caused by loving me too deeply. So, do you think I love you or not?" After saying this, John was taken aback, feeling upset, and then he started to protest. "So... you don't love me?" "No, that's not what I mean. I love you deeply. It's impossible for me not to love you. If I don't love you, it must be your misconception..." The more she tried to explain, the more she muddled her own thoughts, even starting to talk nonsense. "Diana? Diana..." Someone called out to her. "I... I love you!"

I have nothing to fear. She’s mine, and she would never betray me. I love her, and she loves me. And I want to fuck her so bad.

The song concluded with words that were delivered almost as a personal confession rather than a part of the song, their impact heightened by the absence of a melody: "I love you, and I miss you. I love you, and you are the sight and light to my eyes. Even when you’re torturing me with your absence, I still love you to death" These words, hit me hard. Her voice was raw with emotion, every syllable heavy with longing and pain. Her love for this person was so profound that even their absence, while torturous, could not diminish it. I was moved to tears, her pain mirrored in my own heart as I recognized the depth of her feelings. It was clear that she was singing not just to herself, but directl

"The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted allure I'm powerless to resist.

I was wrong “ Let me go” She shouted as I carried her with me. I held her tight that she could not move for a moment “ I want to kill her. She killed my son. I want her dead” She kept on shouting that I had to hold her with one hand and keep my other hand on her mouth “ Let me go” she kept of producing muffled sounds but I knew what she was talking about

Dane says to me, but I do not reply because I'm still trying to see where he's going with the explanation. “She is in love with me but I'm not.” “I cannot love .” He says.