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not your friend

I don´t fucking want to be your friend, okay?. I love you, and it's not that kind of love it's that kind of love. You don't need time, you need to understand.
I want you by my side, I just want you. Fucking understand, hon, I don't know how to be friends with you 'cause I loved you since the very beginning and I just... I can't.
Probably you just need sometime for yourself, I understand but the fact that you and I is no longer real, kills me. I'm not ready to leave you and I'll never be, because it's me, you were made for me, but maybe you just don't agree with that.

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