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I have this recurring thought of me walking into your job and seeing you bubbly and perfect. Thinking to myself, I would love to hug you. But then you notice it’s me and that warming smile just disappears. I don’t know why I continue to have this thought and it makes me sick to my stomach.
Do you think “we” will ever be anything more than this website?
I’m trying to understand how you feel about me?
How I would feel if the roles where swapped?
