It's funny that I still have affection for all the guys I ever crushed on. Not in love or wistful. I just care, want to see them happy and successful. It makes me happy because I know while he wasn't "the one"; they each remind me that I have good taste in men. Not perfect taste, but I know what I like in a guy. I see "it" early and their lives bear out the consistency of the traits that I was attracted too.
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