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You told me somethings, I thought I would never hear. But now, they come to the forefront. You tell me you don't want meaningless sex. So what exactly is he? You're not going to marry him either. So why is he treated differently? I know you have reasons. I know you have a choice. But he's not the same guy. He no longer serves that purpose you had for him. He became more. But the conversations are no longer about you to a degree. It's about sex. The meaningful conversations you had, have been corrupted. They do not hold value as they once did. What you sought was a friend, and what you found was a lover. And you go to end it, but it's not easy. You need to let go. You know you do. It's a cycle that needs to stop. If you continue this, you will hate yourself for it. Instead of nipping it now, it might be a conversation we have next month. You need to see it as I do. You need to move on, and leave the ties broken, for good.

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