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I'm starting to sound pathetic in my own head. Stuck in this endless loop of up and down. Hanging on a word even as I curse her name. Not that she knows. I guess that leaves me just another guy hung up on a girl. Feeling like something straight out of a Beatles song. Maddeningly in love with someone who will never return it. I know I should give up-move on, try to live like a normal person. So I tell myself with each round. And yet here I am again, drawn in like a sailor to a siren