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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on May 20, 2009 0:03:30 GMT -5
"You could do more, but you're doing plenty now." she pouted and sighed as she hung on. It was like it had been when they were kids almost. She would stick with him threw anything. And had for the most part... but.. She frowned and sighed. "Sometimes I wonder if he actually loves me or not.." it was a pondery and she tended to get a bit, upset about it. "He said he does and won't ever stop but.. he's hardly here anymore.." She would never stop him, she always let him go and waited. She always felt stupid for it too.
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Post by nicke on May 20, 2009 0:35:26 GMT -5
"Did you ever think that maybe its not a question of whether he loves you and not whether he just need space. Sneaks has always struck me as one of those wild ones. I mean....' he shrugged. 'Its not that you're tying him down, but ... hes just got his own things you know. He might love you with all his heart but sometimes... maybe sometimes love isnt enough"he frowned.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on May 20, 2009 1:49:54 GMT -5
She closed her eyes and set her head on his shoulder, that hurt. "I know he loves me-- and I always wait like an idiot for him to come back.." and she was breaking down over time. To much time apart was painful for her but she was strong even if she was upset about it.
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