Excerpt #6

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Everyday I wish he'd just talk to me. Most days he did. But there was just something not there when he talked to me. It was almost as if something was missing. Then it happened. He started to playfully joke with me. That's what I wanted. I wanted a relationship like that. Even though we weren't dating, I wanted that silliness in this relationship. I fell for him harder. I don't know his thoughts about me. I probably will never know, but if I could know them, I'd want to know if I was on his mind. He was on mine a lot, it'd only be fair.

-J.Z. // Excerpt from a book I'll never write. #6

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