A/N: I apologize in advance if you think this is crap. I was in my bathroom (tying my hair up) and this idea came to me. So I rushed to write it before the idea left me. Please review. I'm probably not that good with one shots.

The stars indicate a change in the point of view.

'I have to leave.' you whisper. It's always the same. You arrive, I have the best experience of my life, all because of you, then you leave again. You never stay longer than you have too.

I watch you get up, put on your clothes, plant a soft kiss on my lips, whisper your goodbyes and walk towards the door. I hear the lock, and know you're gone. Its the same every time. I sometimes wonder if when this happens, it means as much to you as it does to me. I'll never tell you, because I'd probably scare you away, and that I couldn't bear. To feel what I feel and then to lose you, it would be too much. I sigh and rest my head on the pillows, which have captured your scent, a piece of you left behind with me. This is the closest I will get to you again, until next time.

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As I walked away from you, yet again, the guilt burned inside of me. Why did I do this every time? Torture both you and myself? One day you'll give up on me and I won't blame you. It'll be heart breaking, but I'll only have myself to blame. Because I could never tell you, because I'm too scared it'll ruin us, and that would kill me. Every opportunity I get, when I have you in my arms, I could tell you then, but I always lose my courage and determination, the fear that you don't feel the same overwhelms me. So I carry on, I have to leave you thinking that I'm just using you, being an idiot happy to play with your heart and emotions, because telling you would bring to the surface what I try to bury out of fear of loosing you.

Without you, my life would never be the same

And every time, I make the same silent vow to myself, that next time I'll tell you, get it all out in the open. It would be terrifying, but exhilarating, the release incredible, free of the burden of keeping it under wraps. Maybe, just maybe, you feel the same.

Who am I kidding? I'm too scared. This war rages in my head all the time, but deep down I know. I could never tell you.

I love you.

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