Friends.
I’d convinced myself,
That being friends.
Was all I needed.
All I wanted.

But I can’t help it.
Help that when you smile,
My heart stops.
Help that when you laugh,
It becomes all I ever want to hear.

I’m sorry, I love you.

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    I always think about the same exact person. Every. Time.
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