I know it wasn't really who he was. It was just my own memory and interpretation from a time in which i thought i knew something about him. I know i wasn't in love with him. I was agonisingly, hopelessly & clumsily in love with the idea of him. And i clung to that idea- so much that another human seemed something more than a person. I know it was just an idea. But it was one hell of an Idea."

>>> Jasmine Sitja.

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