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"I like to take my coffee black," he said. He didn't add anything else, and neither did I. We were standing awkwardly in the kitchen of his apartment, which was clean but still felt lived-in. That's what I liked about him; his place always felt like a home to me. He put his hand on my lower back and led me through an open door into the living room and perched on the couch next to me. At that point we sat in silence for a while before he finally spoke again: "Why don't you try talking more?" "What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Sometimes I feel like you are only interested in me as a friend." "Oh, you really believe that?" I said, shaking my head. "No one talks to me about stuff like that. They talk to my friends or they ignore me entirely." "Yeah, well, I guess that's just your style." He shrugged. "I just don't know if it's the best way for us to be together." "What do you mean?" My heart started beating faster. "Are we breaking up?" He sighed and stared at the coffee table silently for a moment before he looked back at me with an expressionless face. "I know we can't be together…" I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I had been afraid that he was going to break up with me, and I couldn't have handled that. It wasn't anything new or unusual for us, but I had been afraid that he would be the reason why it would finally happen. "Why not?" I said. "If you feel that way then you should just say it." He looked back down at his hands as though trying to find the right words. After a moment he stood and walked over to the window and continued: "It's not even about us: it's about you and your friends. You all live together, right? You guys are always together, and they completely ignore you. I don't think that's fair." "It's not?" I said, confused. I knew people had problems with our friendship, but none of the people he was talking about were my friends. "No one has ever had a problem with us being friends." "That's because you haven't tried hard enough," he said. "You need to build your friendships more. You need to talk to other people besides your friends, and I'm not just saying that because I want you all to myself." I thought about our conversation for a moment. It was true that I didn't think about socializing much before he pointed it out, but now that he had mentioned it, I realized that it was something I needed to focus on more. It was also true that my friends spent the majority of their time together without me, but they always invited me along. When they didn't invite me along, they were often doing something boring for which I wasn't interested. "I never realized this before," I said after a moment. "But you're right…this is really important. cfa1e77820

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