I hardly new him. Riding the subway to school everyday was cool at first, a kind of nervous cool, like strange people are sitting next to me but at least my mom's not trying to hold my hand. But after a month, I was a normal, and I could pick out all the newbies, which is not interesting. I haven't been on the subway since the "happening," and I'm not sure I'll ever go back now. I mean it's not like I'm scared someone will threaten to kill me again, I've heard the phrase "once in a life time." But he's not there anymore. He was a normal too, and now that I think about it I can remember looking at him sometimes. Looking, but not really seeing. He was just there, like a part of the scenery, and without him, things just wouldn't feel right. Why in the hell did he love me? I'm honestly not that appealing. But he did tell me he loved me....
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