¿Amigos?
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Me gustaba mirarlo, mirarlo mientras decía estupideces y fingir que prestaba atención a todo lo que decía cuando en realidad, me encontraba completamente perdido en sus hermosos ojos.Me gustaba imaginar el tacto de sus labios contra los míos y fingir que en realidad escuchaba cada palabra que salía de entre ellos.Me gustaba pensar en la cálido y reconfortante que debía ser un abrazo suyo y fingir que no me moría de ganas de uno.
Básicamente me gustaba todo de él,mientras él no me pasaba de "amigo"...
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