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It's been three years since I was madly infatuated with you with your hair (curly, long, dark) your freckles (sprinkled across your face) your nose (straight-bridged, strong) your eyes (dark, warm) your lips (smiling, laughing) your voice (like a river, like molasses) summer camp isn't the best time to fall for a girl for me (and god, the secret had to stay that way) but after three years you're the only person from that summer I still have on facebook so it's been three years since I was madly infatuated with you (but if you wanted I would be still)
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
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It's been three years since I was madly infatuated with you with your hair (curly, long, dark) your freckles (sprinkled across your face) your nose (straight-bridged, strong) your eyes (dark, warm) your lips (smiling, laughing) your voice (like a river, like molasses) summer camp isn't the best time to fall for a girl for me (and god, the secret had to stay that way) but after three years you're the only person from that summer I still have on facebook so it's been three years since I was madly infatuated with you (but if you wanted I would be still)
I'm still not sure if I can say it was love
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
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