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Has anyone my age (25) ever loved someone and lived with them for a few years but then ran far, far away once they realized they weren’t finished exploring the world on their own?
I’m feeling a bit like that right now, but I know I would be losing something really important to me if I did that.
I may be inexperienced in certain aspects of life, but I know what I have is worth holding onto. More than you could ever know.
