I spent years believing I would be fine on my own, and I don't need a man to survive in this world. I can do it all by myself, I saw my mother doing it her whole life, and so I thought why can't I?
Yet I fell in love.
Although none of them lasted for a long time since they gave up prematurely. And every time goodbye was spoken to me, it makes me believe it even more.
But after times, it gets lonely.
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