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I knew
The minute you made the suggestion.
I knew that no matter how excited either of us was, that it wasn’t going to happen. Maybe it’s just the pessimist in me.
It always felt like more of a dream though, a reality I knew that couldn’t happen. And why? Because it would be too perfect, too wonderful.
Yet still, I got excited. Unbelievably, horribly excited over it. Even though my mind already knew, it still refused to believe.
Will I never learn?
