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"I feel sweet emotion, every time you are near me," I thought.
If only I could find the courage to say that out loud.
Maybe one day; but not...not now.
So here we are again. I'd feel better if I could hate myself for being such a coward, but I'm afraid even to do that. It might spur me to actually do something crazy.
As much as I love her, there are so many other things to consider. Like my wife. I don't think she'd be ok with our love.
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