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Disclaimer: Already talked to the person I mention in this letter. Came clean about my feelings. Life goes on.
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We are not fit for each other. I don't feel any chemistry. At first, you were pushy. Told you to give me some space, that's not how things work. You did not respect me and my boundaries. I'm not ready and never gave you any guarantees. I do not want to get involved, even if this is just sex. I don't feel like this. I want to focus on my path, heal and say to my past: "You are dead to me." Setting myself free from anything afflicted me once and for all.
You did not understand this. Kept accusing me of giving you high hopes. Using for comfort. Attitudes that I despise on both sides, man and woman. You were extremely vigilant. That suffocated me in a way that I'd get annoyed too fast.
Then, you wonder why I'm not letting you in. Remember what you told me when I texted back: Hey, I did not like this. You turned into someone hostile completely invalidating how I felt. At least, I let you know. So it's better if I bottle up? I'm done with this.
From now on, I am just a stranger. I'm deleting your number. Don't expect me to keep in touch. I won't. I thought we could be at least friends. We could talk about anything that isn't doing any good for us. Including what we've done to each other.
Goodbye.
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