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She looked down on the piece of paper. Three simple words, just like I love you, and just the same, they said it all. Adding anything would lessen the pure meaning of the thought. And never before had she been so close to the definition of “sorry”. Funny, she thought, how similar to “love” it was.…… Continue reading I am sorry.
I’ll write you fantasies so hot, you’ll never want to meet me. You won’t fear disappointment… You’ll know, you would be… Disappointed.