he made more self-aware too.
of the songs i sing when i swept or cleaned the counter.
or the way i skip to the door to turn the sign from open to closed.
he made me hear how loud my heart pounds in my ears
when he is nearby.
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Teen Fiction"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.
