I had to stop walking for a sec, feeling this pain that wasn't just physical.

Everyone knew how crazy I was about him—so much that there wasn't room for anyone else—but he always thought I had a thing for other guys.

Back then, I would've cut my heart open just to show him, "Look, Richard, your name's all over it." But now? I can't anymore.

Not sure his name would even be there now, probably just a bunch of scars instead.

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