He's Back
George wrote me on Friday, and we talked that evening before my race. It's almost like he read my mind. I can';t explain how much I needed him to do that. I could have written him, and I probably would have eventually, but maybe it would have been too late. He would have moved on. The second we started talking again I knew I had made a terrible mistake in running away. I can't really explain how I feel, but I can say with confidence that I think he might be the one.
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