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We're all standing in front of the large windows that overlook the city, and what a sight we must be, a rag-tag group of misfits, all of us somehow ending up together. I look around at all of us, the question still resounding in my head; would I even know any of these people if it weren't for you? In thinking about that question I realize that part of me is saddened at the thought - that in reality the only reason I'm even here right now is because of you, not because of them. But you don't even notice me enough to see that I don't really fit in here, so I suppose that I can keep up the facade for a little bit longer, though, as time goes by it begins to feel less and less like a facade and more like the real deal. Because maybe something good will come out of this after all. 

You're finally done with your meeting, and when I look over at you standing amidst our group of misfits, you're really the only one that seems to fit in. Although, to me, you're the only one that stands out. The conversation is haphazard; a few people are trying to figure out where to go next, and still others are just talking amongst themselves. I guess thats what you get when you throw so many different people into the mix; a big melting pot of different personalities. I try my best I really do, but I can't help but look over at you, scanning your face with my eyes, trying to read the look thats plastered there, but for some reason you're unreadable today. It's only when you open your mouth to speak that I realize the reason why. The look of confusion that was on your face just moments before is transferred onto the faces of all our friends surrounding you as the words you've just spoken hit us all at the same time. But then suddenly the look of confusion is back on your face as the group erupts into laughter. Your innocent comment, meant only to convey how necessary a bathroom break was to you in the moment, is anything but to this haphazard group of people. The girl with cute in her name gives you a look of disappointment, however, its not very convincing when paired with the wide smile she wears. "No no no," she says, "you don't say 'I'm peeing so bad right now' you say I have to pee so bad right now, its not the same in English." 

Its at that comment that the laughter that had subsided from the group begins to pick up again as we all relive the glorious moment of your previous announcement; that you had peed your pants. The truth is that we all know English isn't your first language, but just the fact that the sentence you pieced together made sense otherwise is what truly sends us all into another laughing fit. That and the fact that your only other friend who spoke Spanish fluently had to correct you on your English grammar. 

It was in this moment that I realized something important; that maybe you weren't just someone who stood out to me. Maybe other people saw you too. Maybe it is possible that you had charmed your way into the hearts of more than just myself, but this group of people as well. Maybe what I saw in you wasn't really anything at all. Is it possible that the truth is that you were just being friendly? To be fair, there was always a language barrier, though you were pretty confident in your English, the grammatical errors you made (note exhibit A above) were certainly telling to the fact that English was not your first language. But does that really have to mean that all those things you said to me, were just said in a friendly manner?

Suddenly im hyper aware of my surroundings, like the world has become a vacuum and I'm the only thing outside of it, looking in. I see you from a new angle, your friends from a new angle, I see everything from a new perspective. Yet I still like what I see, because I still see the boy that I fell for all those months ago, the boy that sent me songs to cheer me up when I was down, the boy that sent me good morning texts every day without fail, the boy that I fell asleep with every night, though there was a distance of over 1000 miles between us.

 I still see the boy I feel in love with, I still see you. 

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