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The more I think about it, the more you were right,
I was torturing myself when we met,
Aaron and I had become just good sex,
Mind blowing,
Earth shattering,
Perfectly matched,
Made for each other sex,
But just sex and I didn't want to see it,
And I started to fall for you so quickly because we bonded on a deeper level,
An emotional level
a mental level,
You fit me and it scared me,
You got me and that meant 'nick' to me,
So I walled up and tried to keep you at a distance,
Tried to be sure before I leapt,
I was unfair to you and now I fear that you can never forgive me