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Write a scene where a character confesses their (unreturned) love for another.

Oh No…

“Penny, I uh, wanted to tell you something… for a while now” I felt a lurch in my stomach. I knew exactly where this was going. And lord knows I did not want it to go there. “It’s just that, well, ever since I met you I’ve felt like things where… different, you know?” Unfortunately, I did know, I knew exactly what he was talking about. Why does this have to happen? Out of all the people he could have fallen in love with why did it have to be me? Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against Mark. He’s a sweet boy, his heart is always in the right place, well, that was untill now. Now all his heart was focused on is the girl standing in front of him. The girl he’s loved all his life. And now he’s about to find out that the girl never liked him back. I couldn’t stand it as he contended to speak. “And I just well-“ “Mark…” “I think we could be really good together-“ “Mark-!” “I just hope that-“ “MARK!” We both paused. Astonished by the tone in my voice. I never yell, not at him anyway. He gave me a look that I couldn’t bare to sees, I looked away as a sighed. “Mark…so I’m sorry” I know mark didn’t want things to be this way, I didn’t want things to be this way. But it’s just like that some times. Mark could only stare helplessly as I spoke dispare into his heart. “I don’t-“ “You don’t feel the same. Do you?” Mark finished my sentence coldly, almost distantly. “Mark I-“ I wanted to continue but the lumps in our throats where to big for either of us to talk Mark began to cry. “Mark, listen”-I said through a regretful tone, how do I say this? “Just because I don’t love you, doesn’t mean I hate you” “I know” “I’m still your friend and I always will be” “I know” My face was painted with empathy and understanding. I put my hand on marks shoulder. “I won’t think any differently of you because you this. This changed nothing between us, I promise.” But I could see in marks eyes that he didn’t agree. “No” Mark sighed. “It does change things.” “What do you mean?” “Before, I loved you, and there was still a thrill of possibility. There was still a maybe, a chance.” I frowned as he shoved my hand off of his side and began to walk away. “But now I have to live knowing there is no more chance, and that at the end of the day there never was. I spent all my time fixated on something that was never going to happen. You don’t understand how much that hurts.” All I could do was watch as he walked away, all the hope and wonder in his eyes now replaced with tears and disappointment. All the joy in his heart replaced with sadness. But my heart did the opposite. All my pity and sadness had turned to hope. Hope that one day, he mace forgive me. One day he will find some one who loves him just as much as he wants to be loved. Only time will tell.
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