Strangers, With Memories
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I care so much about him, but he will never care about me. I will always compliment him, but he will never compliment me. I would never say anything rude to him, but everything he says to me is rude. I would always apologize to him, but he will never apologize to me. I put him in front of anyone else, but he put me behind anything else. I love him, but he will never love me.
A short crush story.
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