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"I know that"

"Okay"

"Okay"

I sigh

There’s always a chance that, in some way, I will have brushed off on Justin There’s always a chance that his life will in fact change--that he will change But I have no way of knowing It’s rare that I get to see a body after I’ve left it And even then, it’s usually nize it at all

I want Justin to be better to her But I can’t have her expecting it

"That’s all," I tell her It feels like a Justin thing to say

"Well, I’ll see you tomorrow"

"Yeah, you will"

"Thanks again for today No et into tomorrow for it, it orth it"

"Yeah"

"I love you," she says

And I want to say it I want to say I love you, too Right now, right at this moment, every part of me would mean it But that will only last for a coupleup

There’s a notebook on his desk

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