“But let me tell you this: she was never supposed to be tortured for loving you.” You’re always keeping her at arm’s length, but your eyes are never far away. You tell her how much you need her, but continue to pretend you love someone else. Your presence in her life is like a car […]
A Love, Wrong from the Start…
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