I realized tonight that we will never work. You HATE what I do in life. The only thing that you might approve of is the fact that I am going to be a cop. You dont like even watching a video of me riding my motorcycle, how could you live with me doing it every day? I love you, and it kills me to sit next to you and not cuddle up with you and kiss you. Maybe you do love me, but you dont accept everything about me, so, we will never be able to work.
I'm sorry. I love you.
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