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Little does the one I love know how broken I've become. All because of him. All my mistakes were drowning me but he didn't know. He was clueless. I wanted him to know how useless I felt but I couldn't watch how he would react. I knew he was different. He was the most understanding person I knew but a bit of a dick. His squeaky laugh and crooked teeth made him even more perfect when I watched him. I read that if you're incredibly attached to something or someone, you find they're perfect. Their flaws aren't existent and their wrongs aren't noticeable when you're in love. I guess it was true.

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