It's been a while since I've seen him. I want to see him but I have no reason to, other than to see his smile. Which is never good enough. His laugh, his look, the way he feels, the air swirling around him, it's all so special, so different. But he can't know. You can't know. I have never gone to any guy saying "I like you." And I never will. It
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