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Dear Sad Person You,

I grabbed my arms around my pillow, waiting for you to text me for the whole day. I felt so weak every second I realized you wouldn't.
My eyes started to get wet of my tears but my phone rang and it was a message.

I broke up with my Happy Person Her. I can't stop thinking about you. I've been behind your house door for like two hours. Please come to me now.

I probably fell down on the stairs like three times but I realized that everything would have been perfect after I would have opened the door. In fact, it became. My arms were not grabbing the pillow. They were grabbing your neck, while yours were holding my waist tight. I looked into your eyes and I saw my future. Thanks for being always this inspiring to me. As I whispered "I love you, Lukas." you gathered you bravery and safely replied "I love you, Philip." and I swear that was even better than a kiss. Your lips found mine, while my back found one of my house wall. It seemed like you didn't want me to get away from you. Wasn't it like that?
Yours sincerely,

-Happy Person Me

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