Is she really the one?
I used to be so utterly convinced of myself, that the answer is a definite yes.
But I realised that I haven love her enough to say that 3 words.
I haven committed enough to fit into the status I've earned.
I haven put in enough effort to get in return whatever I've got from her.
I haven done what I was supposed to to not let this be the outcome.
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Do I really love her, like how old man loves his old woman?
Like how dogs love their owner and their owner the other way round?
Like how love was made out to be right from the start with Adam and Eve?
Like how it always is the case in movies and dramas?
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I really don't know.
But I'm starting to doubt myself.
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I'm sorry .
For being so false.
For being a hypocrite.
For being so myself.
.
I shouldn't have.
But all said, there's nothing much that'll be changed.
I've set up my mind to leave.
I will.
And I know you will too.
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But what I'm asking for is just for us to be what we used to be on Day 1.
Normal.
Friends. That's what I want.
Can we, even, so?
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I doubt myself, actually, again, if I want to in the first place.
.
The only way to minimise the negative, is to do less positive, isn't it?
Yes, logical.
