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Dec 2015
Listening to I Want You and F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.. Looking at you. "I feel like we are in the middle of these two Pulp songs," I told you.
You said, "I feel the same." Then you teased and asked me, "If you had any words you wanted to say to me, but was too scared to say them."
"No," I said. "I'm not scared to tell you." Then you waited for me to say the words. Your look prompted me. I told you, "I like you." The smile on your face was my treasure.
Richard Javier Martinez
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Richard Javier Martinez  35/M/Boise, Idaho
(35/M/Boise, Idaho)   
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