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When he was done with his shower he sat on the couch, fully clothed as his hair was matted from the water. He was deep in thought about Stephanie. He missed her more then she could ever imagine, little did he know she was missing him just as bad.
He felt a heavy feeling come over his heart as he began to think about her, had she found someone new? Had she found someone better? He shook those idea's out of his mind, he knew that their love was pure and that he would take her to the alter one day. This was only a minor set back.
He had been thinking of her smile, her laugh, her voice. He sighed and tried not to think of her, just for one second and he had lost it by asking himself, "Is she thinking of me?"
"I can't stop thinking about her...not even for one second." he grumbled to himself.
He put his feet upon the couch, the rustling of his clothes could be heard as he looked over at the phone nervously.
Would he call her?
He bit his lower lip, the temptation of calling her was as strong as he's ever felt it. It was like he could feel the pain she had deep in her heart of missing him.
His eyebrows furrowed together as he reached over towards the phone, he hesitated and then sat back again. Should he call her and make them both feel a little better? He found it some-what senseless. It was only temporary comfort, only after a little while after they would stop talking they would miss each other even worse then before. Of course he found it impossible to miss her more then he already did.
What made him tick was that he really wanted to call her, he even knew her number by heart. He just didn't know if she would answer the phone.
He growled to himself as he looked away from the phone, he didn't want to get his hopes us only for her not to answer the phone and break his heart. What he didn't realize that he had a half-and-half chance she would pick up the phone.

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When he was done with his shower he sat on the couch, fully clothed as his hair was matted from the water. He was deep in thought about Stephanie. He missed her more then she could ever imagine, little did he know she was missing him just as bad.
He felt a heavy feeling come over his heart as he began to think about her, had she found someone new? Had she found someone better? He shook those idea's out of his mind, he knew that their love was pure and that he would take her to the alter one day. This was only a minor set back.
He had been thinking of her smile, her laugh, her voice. He sighed and tried not to think of her, just for one second and he had lost it by asking himself, "Is she thinking of me?"
"I can't stop thinking about her...not even for one second." he grumbled to himself.
He put his feet upon the couch, the rustling of his clothes could be heard as he looked over at the phone nervously.
Would he call her?
He bit his lower lip, the temptation of calling her was as strong as he's ever felt it. It was like he could feel the pain she had deep in her heart of missing him.
His eyebrows furrowed together as he reached over towards the phone, he hesitated and then sat back again. Should he call her and make them both feel a little better? He found it some-what senseless. It was only temporary comfort, only after a little while after they would stop talking they would miss each other even worse then before. Of course he found it impossible to miss her more then he already did.
What made him tick was that he really wanted to call her, he even knew her number by heart. He just didn't know if she would answer the phone.
He growled to himself as he looked away from the phone, he didn't want to get his hopes us only for her not to answer the phone and break his heart. What he didn't realize that he had a half-and-half chance she would pick up the phone.