Not

This is (not) love.

I do (not) want to grow old with you.

I do (not) pendulum between despair and exhilaration when I hear from you.

I do (not) want to be with you, in any way, shape, or form.

I do (not) think of you, first thing in the morning.

I do (not) want to talk to you about everything and nothing.

I do (not) want to take care of you.

I do (not) think you’re cute.

I do (not) want to be yours.

It’s (not) like I’m in love.

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