*Sigh*

Look, Guinevere. It's destroying me, what I did to you.

I'll tell you the truth now. Trust me, although it may be hard for you, considering what I've done.

When you met me on here, Stephan was my name because I was hiding from an old 'friend'. We talked, and shortly after... I fell in love with you.
By the time I realized I had to tell you who I really was, it was too late. You were in love with Stephan, and I was in love with you.
I didn't want to hurt you, so I stayed Stephan. For a while.
My parents found out, of course. They told me I had to stop this. I didn't have the heart to tell you that you were in love with someone who, technically, didn't exist. So, although now I regret it, I told you that I was someone else.

I never told you who I really was. I was too afraid to actually put the blame on myself, so I made someone else up. Stephanie.

And so it was for a week or so. You got pissed off and hurt, and I stupidly believed I had done the right thing.

The thing is, I couldn't stop thinking about you. You haunted me. Even the night reminded me of you.

So, I did another stupid thing.

And it led up to Drake. And Ace.

But I finally decided I'd had enough. I couldn't keep lying to you like this. It was ripping me apart.

So I became me. And it eased some of the ache in my heart. Although, the guilt of what I have done to you is still there.

I understand if you hate me and never wish to speak to me again. If I were you, I'd probably be the same way.

I'm not sure if you'll even continue talking to me.

The only thing I am sure of, though, is that I love you.

I love you more than anything. Even my life.

I love you, Guinevere.

And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's my fault.

So now you'll find me DyingOnTheDanceFloor.

And this time, I'm real.

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If you go, I"ll miss you. But if you stay, I'll kiss you.