I don't know how
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I feel about this right now. It's like it was there but it wasn't, or it wasn't there but I just couldn't accept it. Try denial. How does one distinguish between love over deep affection? Maybe I just can't let go, or maybe I'm just too afraid to deal with it. It seems I keep postponing it -- after the trip, after this weekend, etc.
I'm sorry my love, I've run out of excuses.
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see you later.
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