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okay anyway, the backstory: my university classmate would not leave me alone even tho i told her i have a girlfriend and she stayed over at my studio apartment with the excuse of ‘forgetting her home keys at 3am’.

“hey, i’ll just use your toothbrush all right,”

she said as she cocked her head to the side to glance at me from the doorframe of the toilet.

“too late for approval, already using it!”

hah, how typical. “its my girlfriend’s toothbrush actually, but yeah sure i’ll just pick up a new one for her at the store later, im sure she wouldnt mind”

“WAIT BUT THERES A PINK AND A BLUE ONE, HOW IS THE BLUE ONE HER’S?”

“yeah, she’s cute isn’t she? said she hates gender identification through colour, always takes the blue one and i always end up with pink.”

Upon hearing that, after washing up she quickly (and finally) gathered her stuff and left. 

I sighed and grabbed my phone from the table to send a text:

To: the love of my life

good morning baby, how's school? doing alright? jess stayed over last night and used your toothbrush this morning (lol!) i’ll get it replaced asap, promise. miss u lots, x!!! 

PING! 

Oh yes! A reply!

From: the love of my life

Good morn’, school’s THE SAME. HAHAHA mistaken identity due to colour isn't it? You have three days!!! I want the new one thats black with the cool blue stripes okay!!! miss U too!

I love her. Jealousy and doubt never being a issue because she believes in the freedom of having opposite gender friends. She’s warm like having sunlight on a winter morning. She brings about happiness like leaving your footprints on a fresh layer of snow. She smiles at everything so carelessly its intoxicating. They always say love is a decision not a feeling, but how is it that it has been five years and my heart strings still get tugged at, whenever i see you smile? I think she’s the one. That even if love was a decision, I’d choose her, without a doubt, not a second to think, she is, the one. My one.