It’s different then feeling loved.
ever again?
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I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima, Mon Amour (1959)
…and besides, you were the one who always had my heart, you know? You were the one. You were the only one.
Gia (1998)
I choose to love you in silence…for in silence I find no rejection.
Rumi
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