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Dear Love,

At last, you called me yesterday evening.              
You asked me where I had been.
I told you the truth that I had gone on a date with Ryan, I thought you would be happy for me.
But,you weren't happy.
You shouted at me.
You shouted at me for going on a date with him.
And then you added, "with that man".
You gave so much of emphasis to that word "that man".

Why, are you jealous.
If you are,then I would have been happy.
But,you were only that overprotective, bestfriend/brother.

Maybe,we will always last as the same.

I love you.

Yours,

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