They are the first thing that a boy could share to impress me, but it seems that no one else compares to you. We could talk for hours and hours and not get bored and sometimes there are silences in between, but it’s not awkward, it’s comforting. It’s comforting to hear you breathe, and then jump off to another topic, and it seems to go on forever, and when we finally stop, I do not want to say goodbye.
When I talk to someone else and something comes up that reminds me of you, your face immediately pops into my mind, and I could not let go. I only see you, in the face of every other boy, and maybe that’s the reason why I do not move on.
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