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"abe2"><i>She tells me she’s happy, that my declarations of love confuse her. Does this mean I keep on? The system is beyond my understanding.</i></p><p id="7678"><b><i>I don’t know what to do.</i></b></p><p id="129e"><i>She still asks me to speak sweetly to her, and I’m confused.</i></p><p id="ae69"><i>I have never dated, only once found myself in a two year relationship; that was almost a decade ago.</i></p><p id="e3e9"><i>Romance comes naturally to me, now I’m afraid to manipulate.</i></p><p id="3993"><i>But isn’t this what she wants of me???</i></p><p id="8132"><b><i>I don’t know what to do!!</i></b></p><p id="c8f5"><i>I took too long re-adopting the mindset for courtship; mistreating her had summoned another suitor, and now I must live with the consequences, or behave against my better judgment.</i></p><p id="5448"><i>We are too much alike, except for I have long stopped playing games, if ever I did play as I claim.</i></p><p id="324e"><i>In all cases, she is perfection.</i></p><p id="8df2"><b><i>And I don’t know what to do—</i></b></p><p id="479a"><i>Fuck.</i></p><p id="5091"><i>I don’t know what to do.</i></p><p id="482f"><b><i>Next in the series—</i></b></p><div id="615a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-refuse-to-be-consumed-pt-6-4bd5bbf7cae"> <div> <div> <h2>I Refuse to Be Consumed — Pt.6</h2> <div><h3>undefined</h3></div> <div><p>undefined</p></div> </div> <d
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Today, it’s official— she’s a taken woman. I have to believe it; this can’t be a game.
She tells me she’s happy, that my declarations of love confuse her. Does this mean I keep on? The system is beyond my understanding.
I don’t know what to do.
She still asks me to speak sweetly to her, and I’m confused.
I have never dated, only once found myself in a two year relationship; that was almost a decade ago.
Romance comes naturally to me, now I’m afraid to manipulate.
But isn’t this what she wants of me???
I don’t know what to do!!
I took too long re-adopting the mindset for courtship; mistreating her had summoned another suitor, and now I must live with the consequences, or behave against my better judgment.
We are too much alike, except for I have long stopped playing games, if ever I did play as I claim.
In all cases, she is perfection.
And I don’t know what to do—
Fuck.
I don’t know what to do.
Next in the series—
Or, from the start —
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