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It came crashing down didn't it? You felt sick at her diagnosis and they heard you crying through the door just like Maria did and they don't know why. But how do you say those words? No matter how insignificant to anyone else, it burned you and you blamed the only person you could- yourself. How could you tell him that? After he held you until you stopped crying? How could you say it after he tucked you into bed, tucking covers under legs and feet, wrapping you in a cocoon and lying with you when you asked? How were you supposed to get the words through your tears because, as he kissed your forehead and your lips goodnight, you knew if you told him he would never want you? But you saw him even through your bruised and puffy eyes and the fact that he was there made you smile. And when he climbed up from pinning you into a blanket, he smiled when you said you adored him. And even though you were soclose to saying something else, you just cried harder.

Not a good way to first tell someone you love them.

"By the way..."