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Me: "What's wrong?"
Him: "I was trying to ask you the same. I'm rather messed up to be honest, I'm really concerned."
Me: "What do you mean?"
Him: "About what's going on with you. I really don't want you to think ill of me, and you'll say you don't but then some nameless trustworthy person says something to make you question me. When I said Ashley wasn't a reliable source, it was more the content than the person I was referring to. If it's not true coming from her, it's no more true coming from someone else. I'm not that guy, and what I'm really concerned about it whether or not you believe me."
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Him: "If I really wanted someone else, can you tell me why on earth I would still be hanging on to you?"
Me: "That's what doesn't make sense."
Him:"Exactly. You are the single greatest thing that has ever come into my life. I would rather see you once every two weeks than see anyone here every day. I would sit in solitude for two weeks if it meant that at the end I could see you. You don't seem to get how much you actually mean to me, and while I'm flirtatious by nature, I have no interest in anyone other than you. You are funny, smart, beautiful, insanely talented and the most caring individual I know. You'd have to drill a hole in my head to make me want to ever give you up for someone less."
Him: "You are the person that is on my mind the whole day though. Not just anyone gets to be that special."
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Him: "I don't know why you don't see yourself the way that I do. It kills me. There's nothing you can do to stop it from bothering me. Save realizing how great you are."
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