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I'm your receptionist. I was the one who sent you flowers.
I'm going through a separation and it's weird for me, but, I really like you. When you stand next to me, my heart speeds up and I feel so nervous I could puke. I have this problem too, when I stare into your eyes I lose my train of thought and your voice is a melody I could listen to for days. All of this feels childish to say, but it's true. I don't know if I mean anything to you so I won't speak about it. It's a little embarrassing to realize I have an almost schoolgirl crush.
I know feeling this way is probably wrong and it is okay if you don't respond. Yet, if you read this and you want to spend some more time together, find a way to work the topics of dragons or another mythical creature into the conversation so I'll know you are interested.
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