Wednesday, July 15, 2009

You telling me that you wish you could make me believe in myself meant more to me than you'll ever know. It's all I've ever wanted anyone to tell me. And out of all people, you said it. You telling me that you believe in me made me cry. I broke down in tears because for once in my life, I felt like I mattered ... but I can't have you. And it's killing me. I don't want you to know, but it's killing me.

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