Every time shespeaks or smiles or, God forbid, laughs . . . my heart reacts like it’s been sucker-punched. I hate it and like it and somehow have become addicted to it. Every time she speaks, the sucker-punch in my chest reminds me that there’s still something there.
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What time should I come stalk you tomorrow?”
“Six-thirty?” She says breathlessly.
“Six-thirty sounds good.” Six-thirty is my new favorite
time of day.
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Just seeing her again, even from a distance, reminds meof why I crave to be around her so much. It’s only been a
few days, but since the moment I met her, no matter where I am, I’m constantly wondering about her. My attention is constantly homed in on her like I’m a compass and she’s my North.
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Oh, Dios mío, Les. No puedo explicarte cómo de perfecta es esta chica. Y cuando digo perfecta, quiero decir imperfecta, porque hay tantas cosas mal con ella. Pero todo lo que está mal con ella es todo lo que me atrae y la hace perfecta
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