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January 13, 2002
Sweaty palms holding hands. Never wanting to let go. Make this feeling last all week long. We’re only getting started. Spooning in bed, groping foreign territory. Sharing the shower, sharing the same side of the booth, sharing plates, forks and desserts. Trying desperately to remember every single detail. Not wanting to miss a glorious moment. Planning a weekend trip. Packing my favorite boxers. Realize we’re rushing this. How can we say goodbye? A hug, a kiss, a grope and if this goes on any further I’ll be late.

No wait, I want to tell you something: “I Love You”.

Silence.