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Love is the slowest form of suicide
"I'm still in love with my ex, Krista."
"But I love you."
Dial tone.
For that one moment you spoke those words to me,
My entire world.....Crashed around me...
My life disintegrated....
It was as if someone was slowly......
--Taking the oxygen from my lungs...
In the slowest form.
I made you my everything.
And when you left...
-I had nothing.
Nothing to live for.
Nothing to look forward to.
Nothing to think about....
-And smile.
Nothing.
"I don't want to break up with you to be with her, Krista.
You're my love. My everything.
-I love you."
"Then why is it so hard to just tell her you have me?
Why are you keeping US a secret?
Go back to her if you love her.
Because I WON'T be with you when you're thinking
--Of her.
Just know that when you come back...
...I WON'T be here for you.
I'm NOT a rebound girl."
"I know you're not, Krista. I'm not leaving you.
But I'm with her right now."
True love?
Or just a game?
You choose.
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