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I'm not going to be a saint and say that everything that went down that night was without doubt,mostly my fault. I'm not going to say that it was not my fault either. What I am going to do is stop beating myself for something that happened years ago. What's done is done,and I can't change that. But not everyone can live with that fact. Maybe that's why he came back. Because he felt my consistent ache and guilt for the past year was not enough. He's mere presence was enough to invoke that familiar guilt,unease and agony I felt not long ago. And now I'm back to square one-where I would do anything possible to make the feeling dissipate. Even if it includes losing everything. With all that said,I believe that my stupidity does transcend cognitive understanding . Because who in their right mind falls in love with someone who is trying to ruin their life?!!
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