  It has a been a while since I wrote here,  just a few weeks I guess. nbsp;  I have been travelling a good bit and I really didn't have anything to say.
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 But to catch up. because something did happen with Annah -  &
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 She and I both post on a particular forum,  me quite a bit more than her.
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 I am pretty well known there and very opinionated in my posts.
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 There also happens to be an ongoing post about " tell me your problems"  kind of thing.
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 One day I was just checking to see if she had been online and posted anything. yep,  I'm at that level of obsession since she quit communicating with me. and she had.
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 She had posted saying that someone that 'everyone knew' used to be her friend and then something happened and they weren't friends anymore and now he is being inappropriate.
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 Inappropriate?
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 What the hell does that mean?
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 In any case,
 I stared at her post and what people were saying -  like " what a jerk"
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maybe he's a stalker"  blah blah blah.
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 No one knew it was me that she was talking about or they would have taken up for me. saying no way Rotohombre could be like that,  it must be some misunderstanding,  etc.
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 because everybody loves me :
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 In any case,
 just looking at her post,  I sensed that whatever love that she had for me,
 and she professed it often so I believed it,  but I saw it was dead.
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 Reason unknown.
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 I sent her one last email in a way that I knew she would get it. and I said goodbye and that I would stop looking for her or waiting for her.
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 No response of course. but that's that.
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 Goodbye Annah -  have a nice life.
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 So where does that leave me?
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 Well,  that is what I have been thinking about and the only answer that I can come up with is.
it leaves me quite alone.
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 And quite lonely.
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 I know I write here pretty much for myself.
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 I doubt anyone sees stops by.
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 If you do -  and you are alone like me -  let me know.
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 Just say hi.
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 Maybe we can commensurate about our fucked up lives and loves,  eh?
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 The one I want to talk to is the Rambler with a broken soul. but she seems to have disappeared.
