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I woke up in Josh's arms. His grip was tight but not too tight to hurt me. And his chin was lightly rested on my head. Light snores escaped his mouth.

I started to realize Josh was starting to become a little bit more than just a friend. And I had to let him go. 

Get over yourself.
He's nothing more than a friend and you know it. He was being nice and you know it. He's leaving soon and you know it.
Get over yourself.

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only miss the sun when it starts to snow ~Passanger

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