don't bother confessing your love to me. Spare me the words. Because even if it's a complete fabrication, I'll foolishly believe it. We'll exchange sweet nothings for a while, and I'll fall asleep with a contented grin like a little child. Occasionally, we'll engage in those silly "No, I love you more" arguments. But one fine day, you'll abruptly wake up and decide that your love for me has vanished into thin air. Just like that, you'll retract your words. You'll string me along for months, professing your love, only to switch it off like a lightbulb. And don't even try to convince me otherwise, because deep down, you know it's inevitable. And you'll regret uttering those words, just like everyone else does. 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱.
-𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘅
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