I've become too comfortable by myself. I realize this now. I am okay being where I am. But see, I go to an extreme. Now I can't even comprehend being with somebody. It just doesn't make sense to me. I feel as if i'm selling myself short by being with someone. Maybe it's true. Maybe I was always in love with love. Or maybe I just still love him. Please don't let it be the second. I couldn't stand him winning anymore. It's funny how the soul works.
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