….She told me over dinner Thursday — you never want to think that you’re the cuter one in a couple. You want people to tell you that, but you don’t want to think that yourself.
….And as the Friday night music played, I danced within the crowd to the beat and remembered that my self confidence equals my happiness…
…And as Saturday night’s closing time crept closer, I knew I didn’t want to go home that night wishing he had done something. I had to make the next move….
…And as the Sunday morning sunlight brightened the room, my best friend and I discussed our night out with friends. I was unsure of what would come next for me, but more sure of what I didn’t want…
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