Circles

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Think of how many people there are on this earth.

Don't go having an existential crisis now, stay with me.

Just think of how extremely gigantic that number is.

Good.

Now as crazy as this sounds,

Phil was absolutely certain,

That the number of people on this planet was less than the number of times he didn't kiss Dan, and could've.

There was so many moments.

He thought about it all of the time.
All the different moments they had had in just one single day where he could've just leaned in and kissed him.

Missed opportunities.

He knew he was exaggerating, but he could imagine the ones he would have in the future.

And they all added up.

He was so close to Dan sometimes.

Actually all of the time.

It was getting to be too much.

Was.
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Its raining and I left my umbrella at home.
It's freezing.
There is hail.
And no one is around.

There is a bus coming soon that I can ride home...

But if I go home I'll see you and thats just too painful.

I'll see my bed that we don't share.
And ever since I met you I felt no point in sleeping alone.

I'll see us, but not us.
And when I first met you I didn't know I wanted an us. Or did I?

I'll see what's ours, but isn't ours.
When I first met you I always wanted to share something imitate with you, not just an object.

Worst of all,

I'll see you, and I'll want to kiss you so bad.
Because ever since we met I've had a chance. Many actually.

And now I'm dreading going home.

The hail hurts me less than you do.