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June 15, 2013
There is peace in knowing some things for sure. I dreamt of you. We were cuddling. I held your hand and I felt in your touch that you didn't want to be there with me. That split second of hesitation informed me that it was bound to end even before it began. If it wasn't a dream, say, we were still together, I would've ignored that and kept on convincing myself that we're good. You will go on worrying whether or not you will eventually tell me the truth. But now in hindsight, I see it clearly--it wasn't working.