Please don’t get used to me being there. I won’t be here for long so don’t get comfortable. Don’t feel complimented whenever I try to converse with you first; I know you feel elevated with every attempt I make to keep you interested. But, after a while, I’ll be the one not trying anymore. Would you miss that? See how it feels to not have me wrapped around your finger. Maybe my failure in checking off all the boxes in your “Ideal Girl” list has left me in the crossroads. It’s fine, I’ve always made my own way. I wouldn’t need your direction or your presence. Just miss me, cause of the first few steps I will miss you.

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