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I asked him so long ago. It was an undertoned question. Never spoken. Just asked and answered all the same. It took so long for him to answer. I asked him, ...May I love you?

I thought he answered sooner, but he musn't have. I thought he told me yes, but he musn't have. I thought he loved me too, but he musn't have.

He made me believe that I was able to be loved. He made me think that I was able to love another. He made everything important seem little. He made my forever broken heart heal and scar over. He made the impossible possible. He made me fly without wings. He made me soar without wind. He made me love with a heart I didn't know was there. He set me on a pedastal and told me he would never let me fall.

From the brightest light I fell into darkness, a black pit. I thought there would be no end until I seen him move on. When I did, I hit the bottom. He said he felt empty. I said I felt every crack that spread through me like wildfire. I felt the shattering of my heart into a million pieces. I felt it all. I felt the pain that none should feel. The pain he promised I would never feel again.

Where are you? Why did you promise things that you knew you couldn't keep? Did you ever really love me?

...May I love you?

You said no. In so many words that I never heard until now.

You said... I may not love you.