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To fall in love with the boy that becomes your best friend is a cliche I never imagined would apply to me.

I did, though, fall for you.

I wanted you, and I wanted everything. I wanted to hold your hand and wrap my arms around you and talk to you outside of the hour or two you spent at Willis' a couple nights a week.

I wanted and I waited, holding onto the vain hope that one day I'd receive.