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You’re Here, But You Don’t Love Me Anymore

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As he drove off without so much as a wave, leaving me, a paper doll, hazy, fragile and heartbroken, I began to see that this particular scale was never going to be anything but stacked against me. With our history though, it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest if I get a Tuesday text in a few weeks, months or even years. It wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest if I never do.