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CHAPTER 1
Today was our anniversary. The day I looked her deep in hers eyes and somehow manage to stutter the words "I love you." Hmph.... you should of seen me practicing saying it. Damn... did i ever look like a fool! I was a fool. When i was waiting to tell her that day she look at me and asked whats wrong. i started to tear up. i was afraid because its the first time. I took a deep breath. And started to stutter, "I.....I....I..."
she interrupts me and asked, " you what?"
I started to say real loud and started to speak real low "I....love you"
"What?" She said.
I repeated with tears running down my cheeks as calm as i could, "I love you." She just looks at me and doesn't say a word. then got up and walked away from the table. Leaving me with the bill and tears running down my shocked face.
So here I am at the same table, at the same cafe, years later. I haven't felt a thing since that day. The pain of that day was so bad it made me grow numb on the inside. Today i remember the man that died that day. Somehow I always knew that love would be the death of me.
I sat there with my wrist exposed and a butter knife in the other hand. Wondering if i did it, would i feel it? I stared at my wrist for a while and then started to move the towards the biggest vain I could find. And then I was interrupted.
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this journal is a book in progress kinda a dark romance about a guy who finally finds love and is afraid to say it and has to find the courage to say it again b4 he looses the real thing. SO PLEASE COMMENT! hell you can even leave ideas if you want.
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