He was the only one I could never have, but then again he was the only one I ever wanted. Night after night I lay awake thinking, no, dreaming of his gorgeous eyes that gazed into the soul. A long time ago I realized that he was not mine for the taking, and long ago I realized, due to my stubborness, that it didn’t matter. One way or another I was going to make it so that he would never forget me.

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