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August 21st- I'm still thinking about you.

I still want it all.

The way he touches me makes delicate butterflies tickle my fragile heart.

The way he talks to me makes me want to listen.

The way he laughs forces me to smile through the pain of knowing I can't have him.

But the way he looks at me,
or looked at me,

Made me feel..

Loved.

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