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I love you more than you know.
I do know.
No, no you don't. And I don't think you ever will.
You're breaking up with me?
No, I couldn't do that.
Then what is this about? And why here? You're scaring me.
I'm leaving. I'm done.
You're not breaking up with me, but you're leaving?
Come with me.
What?
Come with me. To a town where they won't know what we used to be to each other.
What about the school? My degree?
There are other high schools. I need you. I can't live like this anymore.
...I need you too. Let's do this.