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i miss him
I miss him. He was so amazing. The way he would smile, the way he would look at me with what I thought was love in his eyes, his silly little laugh, his amazing family, his goofiness, his hugs, his eyes, his romantic ways… Was that romance? Is that what romance is? His excuses, his backwards compliments, his sneaky links that I was unaware of, his gas lighting, the way that call of duty was more important than listening to me, the way he hooked up with a girl who was my best friend, then give her my clothes, the way his mom would cover his mistakes because she knew I trusted her, the way he would subtly discourage me. Ah yes, I miss him.
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