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So, to all the boys I gave my heart to, thank you.

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They leap off of my tongue while talking to my boyfriend, and, horrifyingly, they hover over me when we make love.

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You were my first; I wanted you to be my last.

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“The one that got away.”

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Tell her you love her, that you have never loved anyone else the way you love her.

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He’s thinking about asking me about you. I know he is.

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His gaze turned towards her. She looked somewhat like her from the dreams just with lighter hair and darker eyes.

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No matter what anyone told me, in my heart I desperately clung on to the possibility that he will come around.