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It was just so easy to be with you last night. You made it so easy for me to not want to give up. But then again, after everything was quiet again, you just went back to things being "reasonable" and "realistic" and frigid. I'm not JUST your friend. I can't sit here for another year or more wishing something would change, when I know it never will. I need you to tell me what you think would make the most sense, or what you're willing to do. I can't take this. It's hurting me, and I don't know if you realize that. I know you're completely devoid of all visible emotion, but I'm not, and I fucking love you. Just let me know your side.