Andrew David

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We were simply watching ourselves draw apart, without hostility, but with regret. It was too bad. For the umpteenth time I spoke of my inability to love,
Andrew David
This is not how I imagined breakups before Beth, as unlooked-for regrets without specific grievances. Also, interesting that he bears the blame for this orientation in the next sentences
Lives Other Than My Own
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