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Nov 2018
Getting too comfortable with being alone that I feel nauseous at the sight of love.
Getting so used to the quiet that company bothers me.
Being terrified of sharing my life with someone.
Being okay with not finding my person.
Not letting go of the one that left me stranded.
I feel weak..
I feel angry..
And most of all I feel lost without you.
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Stygian  27/F
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