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8:06 p.m.

where was i before him?

how did i get through my day without thinking of him?

why do i feel lost and constantly waiting and looking forward to his call?

this isn't right. it feels good to have this crush. but it just seems like everything i do is waiting for him.

so here i go again, through this, again. you'd think i'd have learned by now. that i'd be a better person, ready for this kind of thing. but it seems like i'm not applying myself, and i'm reverting back to the old ways. obsessing. i can't obsess. i'm happy for what it is and i hope it will be more. but i'm going to continue on as if this isn't a big deal. i'm going to do things as i have always done. this doesn't change anything. but it does. and if this goes down, then i feel i will be fundamentally a happier person. or will i?

all i can think about are his sandpaper kisses of wine.

damn.

here i go again.

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