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Familiarity does not exist. Only recently it came to light as of what I have become. It didnt take very long time to be what you are to me. Call me still into-it, but I feel an overwhelming sadness and regrets of what we've become. It's hard to tell how it started. Presumably it was the time period when I was busy, and you, being too understanding just letting me be. Now I just feel that I am a huge distance away from you, knowing that I neither can talk to you about almost anything for a long time nor I enjoy having conversation with you. Im not too sure if the latter came in surface because it always happened during my wee hours instead of yours, or because you are not how I want. There's lesser things to update you, mostly it was just the basic daily things, but where my excitement goes to? I dont need some constant attention and understanding, I need something fresh, to hook me up in the cycle. I tried to be the driver,like example for last night. But you could'nt even see that it was a form of me needing some freshies to stir us into a new way and excitement. Or maybe you can't get excited for what I think was excited anymore? So many things to think about. One thing for sure, I dont want to waste you in vain, but as of now. I cant see a way out.