reciprocity
10:00 p.m.

Hello. Would you run away if I told you that I love you? Twenty years old is that awkward stage between adolescence and real adulthood. My tiptoes touch the ground, but my head is still in the clouds. Or... maybe it is that this is as down-to-earth as I ever want to be. And I want to be this way with you. But I need to know what you want to be. Much Love, and I hope you feel it too.

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