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Leaving

I think I am becoming the type of girl that looks for reasons to leave. I search for red flags, for warning signs, for people to give me reasons to say, “No thank you” and retreat back into the fortress of singledom I have built for myself.

When they leave, it doesn’t mean they’ve forgotten you. They will still remember how you look when you’re reading a book and the face you make when you take that first sip of coffee in the morning. They will still remember the way you kissed them that one night and how you made them feel like everything was okay.