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Alone again. I always tell myself that I am strong, I am independent, I don’t need anyone to be happy; but then he held me and he kissed me, and I was overwhelmed by the joy, the thought that maybe I mattered to somebody. I’m so angry at myself for being drawn in, for thinking he just needed time for things to settle. He has no time for me. No one ever does.

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