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On monday night, in my bed, I had the bachelor's blues. It's been 2 years and half now since I last got a boyfriend. And when I think about my exes, I think I can say none of those stories were worth it.
So, when you never had any story worth it, you end up imagining them. I was imagining myself with my man, here, as roommates, making a lot of stuff together.
And then I imagined the moment he would have to go back to Italy or Australia and that it was breaking my heart, blah blah blah... With the whispers, the hugs, the tears, the airport noises...
Until I fell asleep at 4am.
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