This is probably one of the hardest things ever!
This sucks.
I hate it.
I want to talk to him.
I want to see him.
I want to (make) love (to) him.
I want to hug him, and feel his arms around me squeezing me so hard that I can't breathe.
I want to kiss him until I either run out of breath, or my lips fall off.
I want to hear his stupid long stories which
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