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thomas


tonight he told me he loved me

confused was I

I 

being the one to joke

a most precious word left out in the open

I couldn't bring my eyes to close and understand

I really loved me.

I really really thought something about me.

I thought we were not this far yet

but wow.

He really loves me.

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