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I’ve missed the feeling of love. Being in love. The idea of love and building that. I missed it so much I forced it into this person. A person who I did once love, I kept thinking that things would change and we would be on the same page again. But he didn’t want to be in a relationship. Ever. He wanted different things than I did. And we just simply no longer got along. There wasn’t much in common except our past Polaroids, trips and memories. It was history. History kept us together but nothing from the present and nothing from the future. 

Better without than with.