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I don't know how long you read this poem, but I hope you had a great time.
I watched the wind pushing the paper for some time, slowly my thoughts started to drift back to your poem and as I read you a poem, a heart was broken for all the time I didn't reply, I wanted to, but I was afraid of breaking your heart. I felt like I was living through it with you, and you read my words, and I read yours, and it was heart breaking to both of us. I felt like I got to know you, a little, and I hope you felt the same.
By the way I only realized it yesterday, but now I can't remember if I read your poem to you before I wrote it, and if I did, I hope you didn't see it as a rejection, and it wasn't.
I've read it to my boyfriend, and he said it was funny and he was laughing, so I guess I can't say it was a rejection. There were a lot of points in the poem, the place in the poem where you say "You are, and always will be, my very best friend" that really got to me. You see, you are the only person I have ever told this to, and I didn't have the chance to tell it to anyone else.
We were always just friends. I told you once before, "The reason you are and always will be my best friend is because you were the first person I opened up to. I just felt the need to talk to someone about my feelings, so you were the person I came to. You were the person I shared the most with, but I was never sure if you would feel the same way. I didn't know if you wanted anything more than just friendship, or if I would have to take a
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