Suddenly he said, “I love you.” Then she murmured, “I know.” He went on, “but, you don’t love me too.” She shifted her weight and turned to hug him, her face buried in his neck. “I do love you, believe me, just not the way that you want me to.” He closed his eyes and whispered, his voice so low and deep she barely heard him. “I won’t give up, you know, I’ll wait.” He’s looking at her so intently now, that she decided that she’s going to be honest tonight. “Please, don’t, we both know I won’t change my mind. What I feel about you will always stay the same: always not enough.” And this time, as they lay in bed, with his arms tight around her, he realized, it’s over. This is the end.

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