Dear Mr.Lacrosse boy,
We have a past, yes we do. Nothing much just a friendly past. We flirt back and forth, but state we're friends. You make me feel better about myself, I enjoy your company you makes me laugh. You've called me cute, and I didn't ask what you thought about me. You remembered my birthday and when I asked you if you'll be celebrating me, you said you will unless you have lacrosse. I told you, I hope you don't, you replied with I hope I don't either. You make me smile and make me feel special.
February
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