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Joe.." he said, breathing hard, tears streaming down his cheeks. "you're so cool.." he said, confessing how he thinks of Biden. He thinks of him as the coolest person alive. "i.. IM NOT A KISSBOY" Joe yells, trembling as a tear drops from his eye. Trump couldn't think he was cool, couldn't love him, because they were both boys, it didn't work that way. What hurt Joe the most wasn't that Trump loved him, but that he loved him back. "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?" Joe screams, "YOUR A GUY, IM A GUY, IT ISNT RIGHT" The tears are coming harder, faster now. "Y.. you're going to hell!" Joe declared, turning to walk the other direction. "Joe wait! please Joe!" Trump said, crying much harder now. "It isn't wrong! we can make it work I swear, please don't leave me!" Trump starts to go after Joe, but Biden starts running down the street. "LEAVE ME ALONE DONALD, I.. I CANT BE SEEN WITH A F.. F.. FAGGOT!" Joe screams. Trump stands there, defeated and broken. The man he loves can never love him back, and that fact hurts more then anything he's ever had to face, it hurts more then a bullet to the ear, 1000 impeachments, or even 36 charges. It's raining now, slowly starting to pour as the sadness consumes Trump. "I can't live without him.." he thinks to himself, "if I can't live with him, I won't live at all!"