“I, I fucking-- I loved you, with everything I had, and you just--” Gabe tugs on a patch of his own hair. “I wish I could explain to you how much you fucking hurt me, but I can’t, because I’m not you; I don’t know how put my feelings into pretty poetry. But you broke me, and it’s like you don’t even care.”
“Do you think it was easy for me?!
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