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Being with her is like standing in a room full of lightbulbs on a cloudy day.
It’s only when I get back home that it occurs to me: the only person I need to prove something to here is me.
It’s strange because people like us probably don’t look lonely from the outside, and yet there we all are. There seems to be a hole in our lives, a space that I always expected would be easily filled but which seems to be empty. I’ve found everything I’ve ever dreamed of and yet something is still missing.
