little things, like how he makes me smile, or how his hand rests on my back to lead me out of the movie theater, they make me like him even more. he hugged me before he left, sly smile, & kissed me on the forehead. i can't stop smiling.
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we're back to the way we were, i think. talking & joking & being ourselves & being best friends as we most definitely are. when i call him tonight i do not want to hear sadness in his voice, because he good & well knows he could have me if he wanted. & i'm happy, he says he only wants me to be happy & i really am. i just want him to be happy, too.
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i'm already waiting for the weekend.