It takes two to make a marriage. You cant hold this together if she refuses.
I have strength to carry the both of us.
She will hate you. She will destroy you. Destroy you for all the love she holds for you, and that you hold in you heart for her.
She will hate me, yes. She will despise my very existence in her life. But I know that we are matched. What she can destroy, I can create. We will balance.
You will break from the pressure.
She will too. And broken, we will be able to face one another, and love without pride or objective.
You do not have to suffer to love.
I do not have to rejoice in love either.













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