I hope to bump into you. I love talking with you. When we
touch it's all I can think about later on. I feel so girly
when I'm with you. I love your smile. I really love your
laugh. It's precious. I like how you work hard. You encourage
me to be more ambitious. You're so kind. I've lost count
of the times you've helped me without me even asking.
You're shoulders are so broad. Resting my head on you, the
feeling. No words. I love many things about you. I was avoiding
it at first. But I really like you. It's the kind of like that I
write about to reminisce.
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