I loved talking with you, Hannah.  It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.  You could have told me anything, Hannah. That night, nothing was off limits. I would’ve stayed till you opened up and let everything out, but you didn’t.  I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Somethings even I didn’t understand.



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