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2003-04-06, 8:22 a.m. He pulls me up on stage first every concert they have. He comes over and drinks with me - no, we did not have sex. We spend hours talking. He answers the phone now not "this is Justin" but "hi there". We argue over mundane things only old married couples argue over. We have more in common then I ever realized. We read each others minds. And then he says things like "we don't talk about you" and "you're not a girl". WHAT AM I THEN, TO YOU? |