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In the midst of it all, I was happy.

We hid, he cried, it hurt. It hurt so much. But I was with him and it felt perfect. All I ever wanted was him, and I had him for a split second, but then he was ripped from the palm of my hand and my single sliver of happiness disappeared with him. Even in all the pain and indecision and shame he caused me, I was still head-ten-feet-over-heels in love with him.

I was in love with my best friend.

I've been trying to write this for a long time so maybe posting it will force me into it

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 18, 2015 ⏰

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