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the protest project

8.1.04

I must admit...my heart did skip a beat...just for a second when, looking at history, I noticed something that might indicate that you are there....

was that you?

Oh god. I hope.

I have been thinking about you allot since the new year (I must admit...far before)

How are you?
Are you busy?
Did someone steal your heart?

You were the sweetest thing I had known in a long time. You were careful yet cautious. Passionate yet restrained.

Yea, I know I fucked up...can we start again? I am not asking for any promises (nor will I give them to you). I just want to know you again...smile with you...make you laugh...even if it were just for a minute and never again...it would all be worth it.

Am I sleeping with ghosts? (my number hasn't changed)

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