Dear lacrosse Player,
I know we are close, and we drift away when it's warm outside, and become close when it's cold, and you were the one to point this out to me. The truth is I really do miss you, and what I said to you today was a lie. I knew exactly what was going on last night, even if you don't. Text you next weekend and repeat it all over again and act like it never happened.
Sincerely,
February
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