The Jukebox

"You know maybe, just maybe, I actually care about you!" I screeched in frustration at his blatant refusal of my affections.

"And maybe, just maybe, I don't feel the same way." He retorted with a glare.

My throat burned and my stomach contracted painfully as the words resonated through the room. "So what are you saying?" I asked him slowly; so slowly and so lightly that I can barely hear myself.

"That maybe I don't want to buy a jukebox with you."

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