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I remembered him. I recognized him immediately, and all the details about him came back. The way he shot a basketball. The way he always shook hands, whether he won or lost. The way he followed me around last summer, awkward but trying, clearly, to gauge my feelings for him. Unfortunately for him, someone else had caught my eye.But I let him hang out with me, because he was friendly and fun and was doing no harm to my chances with my crush. He didn't flirt, nor did he so much as ask for my number, but he somehow appeared wherever I was and s...
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There’s an odd sort of feeling I get sometimes, like when you wake up clutching a dream until you become fully conscious and realize it wasn’t real. It’s like chocolate melting on your tongue, the flavor notes lingering until they disappear, and you’re left wondering if they were ever really there. It’s like something you once held close, now forever beyond the grasp of your outstretched fingers. I get that feeling from the brightness of daffodils and from the sweetness of honeysuckle. I get it from the coziness of campfires and from the wil...
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