Overcome with sadness, this remembrance of the past. Thoughts of what used to be echo through my head causing chills, why I can't quite comprehend. Resounding thoughts of recent events turn quietly in my head, slowly driving me mad. What is it that brings me back to this subject? It could be the love, or perhaps it is my curiosity. Perhaps I would move on but am unable to do so due to a lacking of further goals. Do I hide a secret aggression for the dismissal of my feelings? If so, combined with my love could explain some of my thoughts. However, I don't typically harvest aggression for such senile acts.
It would happen to be the case however, that immature acts and pain are what make our lives interesting. Perhaps her act of avoiding me has subconsciously made her all that more desirable.
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