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Recent events proved, that I was just looking for a man to love. Who is not R. I was wondering why I was so sad, when R. didn't write to me, I now know it, I loved him, but he didn't really care about me, he wanted me.
I guess we'll remain friends, as we never actually loved each other (it was my imagination, no doubt). He's nice and caring, but he's not what I need.
I guess we'll remain friends, as we never actually loved each other (it was my imagination, no doubt). He's nice and caring, but he's not what I need.