I ask you a question because I want to know if I am the only one who feels this way. You tell me why I am asking, you tell me what I’m feeling. You are wrong: I am not playing shy I am not playing coy I am not playing, period. I am not timid [...]
I performed the introduction, and stepped back to avoid the collision of hearts that instantly followed. (But was not supposed to happen.) The stages blurred due to their speed: acquaintances, friends, lover and beloved, then we. But I remained and looked on. For three years he was mine alone. For what? Coffee, innocuous conversation, laughs [...]
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