chapter 17

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i remember my first year in college, i saw you in one of my classes.. i stared at you and once, you glanced back.

you waved and smiled.

what?

after class, i went up to you and we started talking.

"why are you being nice to me?" i said.

"because.. i messed up." you said.

i smiled.

you smiled.

i was glad.

but talking to you was a big mistake.

'sometimes it's easier to pretend that you don't care than to admit that it's killing you'

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