He’s perfect for you; you run in parallel circles, so at some house party soon he will no doubt find you. Perhaps you’ll be a little high, or a little drunk, and he’ll say the right thing, and you’ll find his smell and skin colour exotic and you will kiss. The kiss will strike something in you, like it always did when we kissed, and together you will leave. I won’t feel anything on the news of this happening, because in my mind it’s destined to happen.
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