Dear You,

I find it amazing that you can have the world entirely to yourself, but if I get one little thing to myself that makes me happy, I'm a horrible person. Why do I have to share everything with you when you share nothing with me. I love you dearly, you're my best friend and always will be, but at the moment I'm beginning to wonder if we need a break for a little while before we are stuck in a position that requires us to be together all the time. I don't know if I could handle that with the way you make me feel right now. I just need a few moments to myself, a few moments that don't revolve around you. Please, just give me that much.

-Me

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