"are you over him?"
"yeah, i am."
I wasn't really over him to begin with. He still lingers around in my mind everyday. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I may even get a smile. Or sometimes I'll even catch him staring. There's still always apart of me hoping that maybe one day, just one day we could be something. But it's a fantasy, a fantasy that I always hope will be real.
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