Chapter 3:

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06.25.20

Memories.

It was all I could ever think of.

The noise when I entered our classroom and the strum of your guitar as you were serenading another girl. It was then that I knew that the little prick inside my chest had something to do with you.

I had to acknowledge that your existence meant more than just what it should, and thinking about it now has made me realize that I had started loving you then.

—georginariver

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