I know when he looks at you in the halls, your knees go weak. I know that when he first said your name, your ears never stopped burning. And God...I know that whenever he kissed you he started a fire in your mouth. But he's not yours anymore. He hasn't been for months.
-Things i've been telling myself ever since he left.
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Excerpt from a Book I will Never Write
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