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The sad thing about loving him so much is losing myself. I love him but in loving him I hurt myself. In loving him, I have to wonder of my worth.

In loving him, I have to be contented of being just someone who just waits.

In loving him, I have to learn not to demand.

In loving him. I have to learn not to be jealous.

In loving him, I have to learn not to be hurt.

In loving him, I forget myself.

If I am smarter I should be walking away but I guess I never learn in love.