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Solitary

“I’m fine.”

I’ve never needed someone so badly.

“Well, university is a very unstable time. Everything is changing, the future’s uncertain. I don’t feel it’s a good time to be starting a relationship.”

How is it even possible to be so alone while surrounded by so many?

“I’m sure there’s someone out there that’s right for me.”

Is there?

“No, of course! Being single is nice sometimes, too. Time to yourself, and all that.”

Too much time.

“It all seems too early to be thinking of marriage, right? Why rush anything?”

I’ve told so many lies I’m not wholly sure of the truth any more.

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