your beautiful words lied
1:17 a.m.

I cannot do it anymore. And I will offer no explanation. But you should know, anyway. We don't work, you and me. We failed at romance, and what we have now is not my idea of friendship. I'm sorry. I wanted to be the one who didn't do this to you.

But I think this is what you want.

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