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you held my hand in the middle of the night and i felt nothing. no pounding heart, or sweaty palms or head made of static. seven months ago today i would have passed out if you touched me like that. i'm sorry.
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
being half in love doesn't count for much.
you held my hand in the middle of the night and i felt nothing. no pounding heart, or sweaty palms or head made of static. seven months ago today i would have passed out if you touched me like that. i'm sorry.
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
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