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Joe and I broke up yesterday. It was mutual but I was sad nonetheless.
My first year at school I needed him. He was security, and I loved it. Now I don't need him, and I became uncertain that I wanted him. We aren't meant for each other. And it's ok...
I love him, but in a different way.
And I'm starting to feel ok with that.
My first year at school I needed him. He was security, and I loved it. Now I don't need him, and I became uncertain that I wanted him. We aren't meant for each other. And it's ok...
I love him, but in a different way.
And I'm starting to feel ok with that.