Friday, February 19, 2010
Cryptic messages to one half of a diptich.
I really just liked you for months and had no way of showing you or telling you. And now, I am run away mode because I can't gauge whether or not your actions are speaking for you. I get butterflies when I'm around you. And every time that door opened, my stomach sank because I had hoped it was you.
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