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9 months ago · · School,
I thought you were so nice, we grew up together in the same city, went to the same school till middle school when we went to separate schools. We were best friends, we sat together in a circle on the grass, talking and sharing stories. I cared about you so much as a friend that I didn’t see it coming. I never saw it coming, I loved you. I still love you, romantically. You are beautiful and you cared so much about my well being, you were known as the nice girl and you still are really sweet. I was born as a girl and you are Mormon, so I couldn’t tell you anything. I still can’t get myself to confess that I do or used to like you. That blonde hair is still etched in my mind, I keep dreaming of you being there and just hugging me, telling me that you love me as well. If I could I’d kiss you, date you, hold your hands and tell you how important you are to me. But we all know that that will never happen. You said you didnt forget me the last time I texted you, I wish that you did. I wish my mind didn’t stupidly remind me of you, especially in my dreams.