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Or until there is no more love, only hurt. Hence the paradox. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be so negative, so maybe we were supposed to fall in love, but what if we weren’t meant to work out? All the odds are against us. That paradox is bull, because I love you so much that is does hurt, but neither is going away.
I love you. More than you will ever know, I love you Starlet. Come hell or high water, pain and suffering, each day my love for you simply grows. And every time I am forced to say awful things to you, remember that every word means I love you in my mind.








