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‘I am not kicking you out of something you are not and have never been…’

These words were my kryptonite…

I knew it may come to this some day after giving myself a second chance to love. I am a late bloomer when it comes to love and other romantic stuff but l learn...I told him this when we began dating and he said he is ‘Patient.’ Lets just say we broke up twice with him feeling he is the only one in love and am ‘emotionally numb ‘ for lack of a better word. For the first time i felt like my heart was ripped out and l knew we couldn’t come back from this, so i ended it. He was the first guy l fell in love with but he wasn’t patient and open enough to see that but l loved the pain - a reminder of l once loved.
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myc said…
Interesting view, I'd say the same but you already know that😜
25 March 2020 at 03:24
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