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I love him. I love him more than anything. But that isn't enough. Because I don't love him enough to change.

I don't love him enough to change me. So my love will never be enough for him. It will never be enough to keep us together. So here we are falling apart.

All because me loving him more than anyone in the world, still isn't enough for him. And as ridiculous as it sounds, I still regret not loving him enough. Mostly because love makes everyone a

fool.

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