Too many unsaid words.
Too many kept secrets.
This is the closest you can get me to confessing.
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I have this strangest attraction to how you handle words. I have never met anyone before who can put so much feelings into words -- to string up a bunch of words together and own it. I can't really explain it. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just the way every word seem to pierce through my heart and fill it with either so much joy or sadness. Or maybe it's just you. It's always about you.
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