Sequel: Cloud of Our Own

I'm Water for Your Wine

your fingertips are never cool

Strained conversations and awkward pauses ensued during our conversations, and as much as I despised them, I couldn’t fix them.

He was like a drug and I was finally going through my withdrawal. Little by little, I let go of him more and more until finally, some day, I might be able to say with confidence that yes I had a crush on him but no, not anymore.

Until that day, I’m in rehab from him.
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one more
this story was really personal
i doubt ill ever do anything like this again