No longer as truthful as should be deserved, some names, places and events deliberately vague to protect identities that aren't mine

Monday, 4 May 2015

Platonic feelings

To the boy who sat there slowly stroking my hair for an hour and a half without saying a word, because he could tell my head was giving me severe issues, I could not love you more than I did in that moment.  You almost made me cry as I realized how much you silently do for me, and how much I need you.

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