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We all have that someone we never speak of. Someone who meant so much, that even hearing their name makes your soul tremble with memories and pain. Someone who makes your heart break a little more each time you accidentally think about the color of their eyes.

For me...that was you.

Once upon a time, there was me and you. We met through my one and only passion, music. You played trombone and I the flute. You were one of those people that I had never really noticed, but once I did, I wondered how I had ever missed you. You sat by my friends at lunch, flirting, just as always. You have always been such a flirt, a playboy- never really attached to one girl.
We formally met at a party. I kept my eye on you all night, deciding that you were worthy of my time.. and possibly my heart. You seemed so nice, and I hung onto every word you said to me.

You became the biggest crush I had in years.

School started, and it seemed like a dream. My heart would dance and my stomach would flutter when you gave me attention.

"Are you flirting with all of my flutes?", you were once asked.
"Just her." You replied in my direction, just loud enough for me to hear.

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