I suspect this is just the first of many entries about you, Sean.
Would it be weird to say you were my proudest accomplishment?
That if there was ever a way to prove to myself and my self worth that I was capable of getting any guy I wanted, I could - that you would be it.
You were the legend, the idol, the superstar.
The floppy beautiful hair that you always nervously ran your hairs through. Your crisps shirts and fancy Jeep. The way you talked about work, pretending like you didn’t care, but seeing in your eyes and your frown that it was your life.
You said all the right things, and you knew just what effects you would have on me.
We met in 2011. And today, in 2018, I am still that slightly bit under your spell.
I always wonder what could have been, but it is never clear with you. Were
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