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I remember everything.
From the way, you would jump and hold my hand even tighter when too many guys were around.
The way you would smile and talk more than you ate whenever we had meals together.
How you would always ask me what I thought of your outfit even though you knew my answer was “amazing”.
The way you brushed my hand, simply being in ecstasy .
To the way, you would stare at yourself before you began rowing your hair back to see what beautiful braid you would do.
But most of all I remember you telling me it was all a pretend and that you felt bad I was alone.
How I was a fool to believe what I felt....
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