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-UNKNOWN POV-
i loved him. i had for awhile i just couldnt stop thinking about him... the way i always thought about him consumed my day to day life..he was my one true love and i knew it. he always was there for me even though he was an bootyhole ( //we need to keep it kinda clean//) he was what i always thought about. he was in my mind 24/7 there i was thinking about him at 4 in the morning and when i passed out i still couldnt stop thinking about him. i dont know if this is the feeling of love or hope. did i really love him or was i happy someone finally loved me? i dont know but at least we were here and together. in this moment.
