I don't like who you become when he's here. You're not the person I've known forever. You're smug. Selfish. Aloof. Judgemental. He's nothing special you know. He lies too. He's dishonest. You know this and it makes you overly defensive and protective. I can't understand it.
But I'll sit in silence until it passes, I'll get rid of your tear-stained tissues when he leaves. Again.
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