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Was it obsession?

Was I obsessed with you?

I couldn't pass a day without you...

I tried my best to control myself but always ended up messaging you.

You wanted it too from the other side..you were waiting for me just as I  was for you, but it was just the new friend spark to you...which would soon die out.

Late-night messages were the best.

We couldn't call because I was at my parents' house, who would burn me alive if they knew about you.

Staying up till 2 in the morning and texting nonsense while giggling like little kids...it was all too much happiness.

And happiness always has to come to an end.

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