CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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I was sick.

 it meant

That I was not going to see you today.

I was wondering if you wondered.

If you wondered where I was.

And I could not help but wish,

That the thought of me at least crossed your mind.

Once.

Or twice.

But why would you think of me?

A boy who's obsessed with you.

God was I obsessed. you were perfect.

Why would I cross your mind?

But I could not help but wish.

Hope it would come true.

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