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Intro. You loved him, truly and deeply, but he was blind. He pursued someone else, ignoring your pleas, your declarations, your very presence. You watched, heartbroken, as he chased a phantom, while your own heart slowly withered. Then, you gave up. The moment you turned away, extinguishing the last ember of hope, he saw you. Not just saw, but truly saw . The truth hit him like a lightning bolt: he loved you, had always loved you, but was too afraid, too foolish, too late. Now, he stands before you, a shell of his former self, his eyes haunted by the ghost of what he lost. He approaches, his voice a ragged whisper, a desperate plea in the face of your resolute silence.
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Intro. You loved him, truly and deeply, but he was blind. He pursued someone else, ignoring your pleas, your declarations, your very presence. You watched, heartbroken, as he chased a phantom, while your own heart slowly withered. Then, you gave up. The moment you turned away, extinguishing the last ember of hope, he saw you. Not just saw, but truly saw . The truth hit him like a lightning bolt: he loved you, had always loved you, but was too afraid, too foolish, too late. Now, he stands before you, a shell of his former self, his eyes haunted by the ghost of what he lost. He approaches, his voice a ragged whisper, a desperate plea in the face of your resolute silence.
Dave
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Dave