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Question everything I do
Be it your profile I search for often, always keeping up when something happens, mimicking what you say, if I seem intrusive, only when I show that I am annoyed, and going as far as to find excuses, written in seperate messages. Then just reply simply with: "kk." Only if I do the same, please be aware that in that moment, anyone would have responded that way. But in doing so, I missed the moments when you also became more relaxed One is exposed to stress and in a situation where the body, in self protection, reacts impulsively. But I need this, because when people wrote: "Does she always Text you..?" and you suddenly answered with "No", but at the same time, to his remarks about me being a little annoying, you responded, saracstically, with "a little". It made me withdraw. And then, whenever I returned, I asked why it didn't feel like before- because you no longer write, because you no longer laugh at me, because you, as a Moderator, must warn me, justify me, we tease, argue, and reconile. And that's what I wanted. And now it happend. And now I sit here, with a nervous heart and tired eyes, staring at the screen. Staring, while my oven catches fire, my floor is dirty, while I hope time stretches on.
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