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it’s never the beautifully tragic ended you think it’s going to be. instead it’s cold and you both leave with bitter feelings. it stayed in a state of unhappiness for such a long time that we forgot what it was that made us happy in the first place. it’s not that life is better with or without it, they are both the same. needing some affection, someone to care or even just to hold you and tell you they love you. oh well, i guess we all get tired eventually.