Lately, I've been really good about not telling you I love you. I do love you. But I don't say it. It's not that I don't want to; in truth, my chest aches until I do. So, when I'm alone at work and no one is around to hear, least of all you, I tell you that I love you. I'm not crazy, but I have to do something to relieve the pressure on my chest,
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