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I find myself thinking about you sometimes, usually in between moments when my mind just finished thinking of something important. When my mind finally changes the subject, for some reason it drifts to you.

It’s not a big deal, really.

I mean, you just make me smile often.

You just make me laugh, too.

I just enjoy having you around.

I could possibly be thinking of you a little more than I should.

It’s not a big deal. I promise.