Just Try

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Nothing beats this kind of intimacy, when it’s about 3am and it feels like you’re the only two people in the world. There are no words or intentions, you’re just happy lying next to each other knowing that you never want to do this with anyone else. Just to consider that you’re each, essentially, a bag of bones and organs and muscles, and yet you’re both so much more than that because you’ve found each other and suddenly everything makes so much sense.

I don’t know if you’ll ever see this

But I want you to know that I hate him for breaking my sense of trust. Breaking my ability to believe what you tell me. I hate that I have a problem with you being with other girls. I’m trying. I’m trying to have the confidence that I should in knowing that you’d never do anything to hurt me. I hate that I fear you getting angry. And I’m sorry for hiding something so trivial from you. I love you with all that I am.

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