I wish I loved you more than I do, or not at all. The world is so much easier in black and white. It's the little crushes that pass you by that make you wonder what if. What if you had pursued it a little more. What if you had just stopped fantasizing. What if they were the one, but you were too chicken shit to just embrace it. What if for every time you break your heart, you're leaving little pieces for someone to come find you.
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