"You're naive" he said
I wasn't sure how I felt about this. I didn't know what to feel because I knew I wasn't naive. I know more than he does.
The dismal failure of relationships.
The broken friendships.
The sicknesses.
The insecurities.
I'm not naive. I knew exactly what was going on.
But still, I said nothing and just laughed. Why am I pretending to be something I'm not?
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