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day by day, my fondness for him grows and grows. i’d catch myself looking at him more, paying attention at every little thing he does. i’ve gotten over him, the other boy. he’s grown useless and left a hole in my heart. it’s not just me who’s catching feelings for him; but her, too. and at first, we talk about him because we both adore him. and now, when she’s grown closer to him, i suddenly hope her feelings will go away and that they don’t end up being together.
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Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 7:56 AM UTC
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day by day, my fondness for him grows and grows. i’d catch myself looking at him more, paying attention at every little thing he does. i’ve gotten over him, the other boy. he’s grown useless and left a hole in my heart. it’s not just me who’s catching feelings for him; but her, too. and at first, we talk about him because we both adore him. and now, when she’s grown closer to him, i suddenly hope her feelings will go away and that they don’t end up being together.
saetre
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Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 7:56 AM UTC
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