2:34A.M.

2:34A.M.

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I always find my mind drifting to him at this time. His honey colored curls flinging around when he laughs at one of my jokes, or the way I see him looking at Madison Topps. My mind begging for him to look at me that way. But he doesn't. I'm just a friend in his eyes, but in mine... he's definitely not.
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