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I won’t lie. Once those eyes met mine, I imagined. When I watched you run your hands through your hair multiple times, I daydreamed. But when I saw that genuine smile and laugh you gave once I made you laugh, I fell.
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
The stages of crushing.
I won’t lie. Once those eyes met mine, I imagined. When I watched you run your hands through your hair multiple times, I daydreamed. But when I saw that genuine smile and laugh you gave once I made you laugh, I fell.
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
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