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  • I am alone and it's weird. I've began to get used to the idea though but I hate it. I miss the hugs and kisses and cuddles. I miss the butterflies in my stomach as our faces got near.

    I miss that.

    I think I have moved away from loving him and now I'm ready to love someone else. People may say it's too soon but our relationship was dead for months before. I have been grieving over this loss for a while now and I am ready to move on with life and have more relationships.

    I want to be loved again and feel those butterflies.
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