I wish I could force myself to stop thinking about how nice it would be if.....
I know, I know, there's no hope. Even though I'm going back to Chicago and getting involved with the same people, I must deny the hope for romance with the one I want.
And, instead take it more as a, I understand what I want. You're the type for me, but not the one for
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