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He admitted he was in love with her, but he said he loved me.

Translated, that means, I don't want to hurt you yet. Translated, that means, I don't know what to do, give me time.

'You're so simple and good,' he said, brushing the hair from my face.

He meant, Your emotions are not complex like mine. My dilemma is poetic.

But there was no dilemma. He no longer wanted me, but he wanted our life.