iâve stopped myself from telling you iâm in love with you in every opportunity i get, so when i finally do, you do not believe me. this is what i get for having a liarâs mouth. no one believes the one that always leaves, iâm this townâs coward and i have not proven otherwise. i donât really want to, but i want you to know this at least. i have never been more honest than when i said i loved you. i have never been less sure of such a small fact, no matter how many times i choked on it.










