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November 21, 2010
We used to lay on the hood of the car, still warm from the last rays of sun, and watch as the stars came out. We never looked at each other, but we talked. Our hopes, our dreams, our bitter fears and disappointments.

We liked to think we could hide our darkest, bleakest traits from the other. That I thought you were kinder, and you thought I was... Brave? Innocent? Selfless? But we never succeeded. We always knew the truth--always pretended we didn't.

Sometimes we hated each other. Sometimes we loved.

But I know who you are.