Never Let You Go
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I've always been the friend who walks behind when the sidewalks too small. I've always been the girl who gets interrupted. I've always been the girl who is too scared to raise her hand. I've been the shy girl my whole life. Ever since I was little, I hated meeting new people, and big crowds. I've always wanted to be accepted. It sucks feeling like you aren't good enough all the time. You know that feeling? When you just feel overpowered by everyone, nothing you do is worthy, you don't look right and you aren't nice enough. But maybe, someone in this world will take that feeling away. Make you feel like you are worthy, and beautiful in every way. Maybe, my life of following will change, change for the absolute best. And it all started when he walked- well bumped- into my life.
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