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The one who wasn’t my boyfriend.
The one I argued on street corners with.
The one who told me he’d never met anyone like me.
The one I stayed up late talking, deep into the night.
The one who skipped work to take me out.
The one who said he loved me.
The one I kissed again.
The one I kept saying no to.
The one I enjoyed having power over. The one I knew would do anything for me.
The ...
