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I remember being here and telling you that I wished the night would never end, that I could stay forever. It's that kind of happiness, no matter how fleeting, that sends you chasing when you realise you've lost it. The bliss of a moment when you are freed of the longing to be somewhere else is so precious. I'll never forget how hard I fought for something that seemed so unworthy of the effort, just to be able to feel that way again.

I understand now that we'd both put up boundaries neither of us knew how to get around. I told myself that these would melt away with time. Whether I was correct or wrong I'll never know. But I know now that given time those walls would become something I'd learn to acknowledge and accept.

We are all our own people, and we find value in different places. Between us those places just didn't coincide. That's the trouble with people - when you don't relate in that way, expectations are bound to be missed. And if you aren't mindful of anticipating that the disappointment can be crushing. At the base of everything one must remember that we are all our own people.