It’s so strange, cause I don’t know what it’s like to like someone.

You know, I’ve been wishing the strangest things.  I keep wanting to see Andy.  It’s so weird.  You know, it’s like if I see him I’ll figure out if I like him or not.  I don’t even remember his face. And the yearbook, well, the picture is too old.  It’s so strange, cause I don’t know what it’s like to like someone.  With Steve I never saw him so……I mean are you always thinking about them?  Or do you fall apart just thinking about them?

We all fell apart while thinking about them, right? And we still do?

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