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So I found you again, Felix. Waiting alone in a café, a stale cup of coffee in front of you, as you traced the rim of the cup with your tiny fingers. I sat before you, starting a random conversation with you because I was desperate to get to know you.

You told me that you were waiting for your girlfriend. 

I've never felt this way before. The drastic jealousy, the insecure love. 

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