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It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over
Love is Natural and Real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is Natural and Real
But not for such as you and I, my love

Sing me to sleep, I said. Then tap tap tap some more and I backed down.

Isn’t it strange how a few words exchanged between friends can suddenly set gears you didn’t even realize were there in motion, leaving you powerless to do anything but go with the flow? Well, that’s not entirely true. I knew what I felt, or rather, didn’t feel anymore. Falling out of love is just as bad as heartbreak, and you don’t realize it until it happens and you find yourself trying to figure out a way to cope with those feelings of loss without falling back into old habits. And isn’t it strange how the same words from your closest friend might go over your head, yet uttered by someone new offers a different perspective that finally gets through?

There’s a lot going on in my head that I can’t quite articulate at the moment, and some that I could but probably shouldn’t just yet. There will probably be many more awkward conversations, mixed signals, and general confusion to come, but it’s alright because despite the transitional blues, I’m actually starting to feel okay again.

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