When will happiness exist without a deep breath and a firm grip of a hand?
I made it through work. Me and Ember spoke for 2 hours. Every girl at my job laughed at my jokes. To them im witty and handsome. A girl eyed me down like a diamond ring under glass. And id lie if I said I didnt like it. The power of control. I think now, I wouldnt have this courage without ember. I wouldnt be witty charismatic nor smooth. These girls wouldnt have wanted me for who I was. Not like how Ember did. I was weird, awfully awkward at texting, overly attracted, and her? She was the same.
But I cant say for sure if shes still the same person.
I love you Ember.
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