It was in the middle of November. Snow was already falling from the sky. I ran through the cafe’s door. I turned and saw you already sitting in a booth. I smiled softly and walked towards you and sat across from you. We talked for a while but I could see the anticipation growing in your eyes. You knew what I wanted to say, but I was too scared. The words were right on my tongue. And right when you were about to leave I grabbed your hand and blurted. “I think I’m in love with you..!”
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