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not confused ne longer...

It's weird even for me to say it but finally there is something I am not confused about. I am not very sure whether or not is correct to be mentioning it here but I wish I could paint the city to inform one and all. I don care about coming across as someone absolutely insane but I was just wondering whether it would be incorrect to shout out from the rooftops. I have a bag full of mixed feelings and am just so loving every bit of it.
Not that I am not in a mood to disclose those feelings right here right now...but the only concern is the reason (the specific 1) which has me feeling this way might not find it to be such a good idea. The thing is it's only me who feels this way, I don't even know how the reason behind my feeling so elated, feels about my feeling this way. The irony is 'the reason' is not even probably aware of this state I am in. I wish I could paint the town "RED"...
I wish I could tag all those mixed feeling under this 1 heading...I wish I could introduce you to 'the reason'...
there, though is a little problem to it...'the reason' has no idea of my plans, no idea of what I  feel, no inkling of helping me paint the city, not even intends to acknowledge and in the least give me an opinion about all of it....good or bad but something other than "indifference"... but still then here I am sulking for a green signal to declare the "L" word even if one-sided...it's pure bliss!!!

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