Pretty pretty please

You keep saying it. Over and over again. In your words, you define yourself as a slag. And that you're not worthy my time, and love. Please stop saying that. You're killing me. Your words haunt me, and follows me through my whole day, and night. It's almost impossble to formulate what's going through my mind now. I won't give up on you. The only thing that can keep me from you, is if you say it. The 4 words which every soul is afraid of.

'I don't love you'.

Pretty pretty please. Don't ever say that.


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