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love

Love was too confident a word at first.

Back then, I told myself it was admiration, but now I know I was lying to myself. Overtime, it became too much to be nothing but simple platonic feelings.

I've always been one to bottle up my emotions, but with you, I felt too much all too quickly.

It wasn't love yet, but it was well on its way there long before I even realized it was happening.