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Dear Best friend,
You started being more touchy with me, but only the little things people wouldn't really notice.

You started hugging me more, messing with my hands and you just started needing some sort of skin ship.

That's when I truly knew that my love for you was more than friends and a measly crush that you get from looks.

I generally liked you, if not loved you. I didn't want to confess straight away.

I needed to see if I was right about how I felt about you. I needed to be sure i wouldn't make a mistake.

But who knew I would no matter what.

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