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I like this boy.

He sits on my bus stop every Wednesday and Friday. A headphone on each ear, moving his head slightly with the rythm.

I like this boy.

When it is raining he pulls the sleeves of his hoodie to cover his hands, and when it is sunny his eyes are even greener than usual.

I like…


I asked him if he loved me enough to give up her.
He said no.
He asked if I loved him enough to give up my cigarettes.
I said not anymore.