I go to sleep trying not to dream of her. I don't want to wake up in the night and find myself alone. I want to let go of her. I know it is hard and it is difficult. I want to get on with my life. But I don't want to let her go.

I am not an actor. But now, I am becoming one. I am torn between a choice of being a friend or a lover.

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