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God. Love doesn't hurt. This isn't love. Love isn't supposed to make your chest hurt when he leaves. It's supposed to make you eager for the next time you see him. I don't understand. Why is there this pressure in my chest? It just felt so weird kissing him tonight. Just weird. I don't know if it was good or bad, but now I feel like crying and I don't know why. Blame it on the weather. I want to break up with him. Before I'm too attached.