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Girl’s POV :

I can’t make you love me, can I?

The sparks are all gone, I know that. I know that there’s no chance in making everything the way it was when this first started, and I know that there’s no changing in your mind. No, once you decide something, it stays that way forever. And it’s breaking my heart. When you pulled the blanket over my shoulders, just like you did before you stopped feeling the same way, my heart skipped a beat…. before I remembered… it was just a simple gesture.

I’ve gone over all the ways that I’ve come up with in vain attempts to get you to look at me the same way as you did then, and every result just broke my heart a little more, to know I loved a man who would never love me back. Not the same way I loved you, and never the way that you’d loved me before. Reaching behind me, I gently pull your arm around me. Let me just pretend… Just for now.

Cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t

You can’t make your heart feel something that it won’t

Tonight will be the last night. The last night where I take up your time, the last night where I pretend that you still loves me… because I know it’s hurting you. And the last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. And I know that you never meant to hurt me. But love isn’t something you can just….. make happen, right? Sadly, I know I’m right. I’ve been trying to prove myself wrong for far too long.

And I know that when you think I’m sleep, you tossed and turn, trying to get yourself to love me again, mumbling and trying to convince yourself that you never stopped. I try so hard not to cry, because I hear every reason why you fell in love with me, and you can’t come up with one to say why it just…. stopped. And I hear you cried, and laugh, but I never hear “oh yeah… I do still love her, don’t I ?”

No, dear, I think it’s time I gave up my most addictive drug. You. I’m addicted to everything about you, and now I have to stop thinking everything about you every waking moment, and try to get you out of my dreams…. I wish it was that easy… even for me. I can’t just stop loving you. I desperately wish I knew how to quit you.

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It’s just a scramble story I made when I was too lazy to leave the room. Enjoy.