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I hope it wasn't him

Maybe I wasn’t expecting him to hug me so tight. We were really only friends, except for that one time… But he came around the corner with a huge grin on his face, I made him a pie. I barely got my arms around him and all of a sudden my breath was gone. Such a simple chain of gestures: food, grin, hug. And just as I never expected I was back together, whole again. I hope sometimes you just have to have the breath taken out of you. I hope it wasn’t just him.
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Jul 22, 2014
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