My senior year of high school I went on a few walks with a boy who lived down the street. I realized he was exactly like my first boyfriend, I already knew how it would play out. Me: bored, him: heartbroken. I figured I would let him down easy and right away. As we rounded the corner to his house I told him I wasn't interested. It was a hot summer night and I got into my car. He looked at me through the open window and said "but ... I love you." I rolled up the window and drove away.
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