During the tertiary academic year 3, and he does not talk much to each other, we're just friends, nothing more. It's unexpected, on the last day of the three-level school period, he asked me about my story and you sit together. Then, we started talking to each other more, about myself, my thoughts as well as about his thoughts. And finally, in a way that, I love him. I know all my fault, but my heart knows what it wants. It did not choose to continue with you, it chose him. You know what? I feel very comfortable next to him. I can say things to him to hear, ask him all the questions – things that I ever did to you. He's gentle, interested me, love me like you do, but especially he made me change, more mature. Maybe that's why I chose this path.
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