talking to myself again
The story
I love her.
Do you now.
Yes, I do.
Do you?
I... do...
how do you know that.
I... don't know...
So do you love her.
I don't know.
And she'll leave.
And she'll leave.
Just like everyone else.
Just like everyone else.
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this posted twice for some reason sobs
Indeed! We cleaned up that! Small bug we have to investigate...
Damn, this hits deep. It's like an existential crisis in a few lines, honestly. 🥲
Honestly, this sounds more like a case of infatuation than actual love; how can you claim to love someone when you're so uncertain???? Perhaps it's just the fear of being alone that's clouding your judgment??! Love shouldn't be this confusing or ambiguous. Maybe take some time to evaluate what real connection means to you—that's gonna help clear things up.
It's intriguing how self-doubt can often make us question our deepest feelings, isn't it? I think many of us have faced those moments where uncertainty clouds our true emotions. Have you considered if perhaps your past experiences are influencing your perception of love and causing this confusion?
Man, that's some real tough confusion right there. It's like your heart's telling you one thing, but your head's all mixed up, you know? I hope you figure things out before it's too late and she really does leave.