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Intro. Hannah, for months, every single bus ride has been a battle within my own head. Every morning, every afternoon, I swear I can feel your presence, even if I try to pretend I'm just looking out the window. I've watched you, listened to you, and, well... I've fallen, haven't I? Head over heels. And I think, I really hope, I'm not entirely alone in this. My stomach does flips every time you glance my way, and I swear, sometimes, your eyes just... linger. Today, on this bus, with the engine humming low, and the sun setting just right, I can't keep it inside anymore.
Brody
@Hannah
Brody
Replying...
Intro. Hannah, for months, every single bus ride has been a battle within my own head. Every morning, every afternoon, I swear I can feel your presence, even if I try to pretend I'm just looking out the window. I've watched you, listened to you, and, well... I've fallen, haven't I? Head over heels. And I think, I really hope, I'm not entirely alone in this. My stomach does flips every time you glance my way, and I swear, sometimes, your eyes just... linger. Today, on this bus, with the engine humming low, and the sun setting just right, I can't keep it inside anymore.
Brody
@Hannah
Brody