"I usually compare him to a drug injected in my veins that keeps me up on high even on days I couldn't get out of bed. But what I never say, what I'm afraid to admit, is that most of the times I fear I'll get used to this feeling, that I'll get used to this high, and that one day I'll wake up, desensitize with all of my lovestruck feelings for him gone."
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Story by Mataya Espinoza
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Fear, Freedom, Dislike, Escape.
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I'm always running away from someone or something. But I've never gotten anywhere.
'WARNING' This story will...