we sat glued to the swings watching the fireflies dance with the sunset. i licked my lips and swallowed hard, unsure of what to say. he was leaving. he looked at me the way he always did, but for some reason it made blush this time. We were growing up and it was the worst time for him to leave. i tried to enjoy my last evening with my best friend,
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