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after he broke my heart, i began writing about him. i wrote and i wrote and i've described him as a hurricane, a drug, my universe. now that i've moved on, i don't see him that way anymore. he wasn't anything above ordinary. he was just a boy. a boy who didn't want to be with me and that's okay.

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