We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us.

We don’t even belong to each other.

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Maybe it's the fact that I would belong to someone. The whole concept of being "someone'S" denotes captivity and submission.

And the fact that someone would be mine.. Being responsible for myself is enough, but also having to worry about another and constantly have to reassure one another things will be okay... it's a burden.

But I suppose that's the beauty of it. Someone's loss is always someone's treasure.

In this case, you both will have to lose in order to build something greater.

Still I don't care.

I like doing things on a whim.

I like not sharing everything with one person

I love not having to fight

I like having my own time

I like being free