If I knew what he thought of me, it’d make this whole thing a lot easier.
I’d know if my feelings were reciprocated, and that he felt the same.
Or I’d know not to get attached because he liked the other girl.
But instead I’m stuck guessing how he feels, analyzing our every conversation, treasuring our little fleeting moments of eye contact, and coming up with fantasy’s that will probably never happen.
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