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I canât get myself to tell her I love her and I know she canât do the same for me either
And I would hate to be back crying at the dining table and spending our months in painful silence but I understand her more than anyone and we are one and the same and I want someone to hug her and hold her and tell her itâll be okay and that she can relax now and that weâre okay but I also know it can never be meÂ
That our stubborn hearts would combust before we would let each other be vulnerable like that and I remember the last time I told her I loved her in between tears in the silent  aftermath of screamed words and she walked away in silence and I cried again and knew she did too and since then the walls have been up too long and weâre both too proud to ever say the first word again
But I hope I really hope someone hugs her and holds her and she knows she can let her guard down and breathe and know that everything is going to be okay and that I donât resent her for it for sheâs just the same scared girl I am and we are one and the same with broken hearts too proud to mendÂ















