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I'm not in love, so don't forget.
This has all been so abnormal.
Normally, I would be very preoccupied analyzing and talking to friends about this.
I've only told one friend, out of neccesity.
I've been thinking back to the name he called me when he left.
Love Bug.
So endearing.
I just remember not understanding why I was so upset after he left.
I just cried and cried.
I thought to myself that there is no possible way this boy could cause this emotion.
What should I think?
Half of people think it will never happen.
The other half believe in magic.
Could this intriguing man be part of the magic that will happen?
Could this be my moral parallel?
Night last, he spoke about having me out to his spot in California.
He spoke about how natural he felt with me.
And, how easy it was to speak to me.
How good of a listener I am.
I recall the day he left.
The name is lovebug.
Can this man be trusted?
I feel as though we are almost clones.
I imagine that when he is single, he is somewhat of a...
well..
a slut.
As am I.
However, his apparent desire allows me to imagine his devotion to me.
What if I was the one in his eye?
What if when he has one, he is devoted?
That is how I operate.
If I'm single, all bets are off.
However, when I decide someone is worth my entire time.
I am solemn, loyal, and accomodating.
I do all I can to satisfy.
And, I have the desire to satisfy this man.
This man.
And, why is that?
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