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TINGES Dear _____, Remember yesterday when I go flowers from a secret admirer? The note with it made me cry, because I knew you would never say those things to me. I wanted it to be you so bad, but you put your hands in your pockets and looked away, just like you always do when you sense that I'm still loving you. I do though, and I would very much like to stop, because I only have a few months left with you. I want to spend them laughing with you and skip the part where I come home and cry because you make me laugh. You're wonderful- and I'm not sorry for loving you. I'm sorry that it tinges my time left with you with a sense of loss. But I love you.
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