Everyday, I wonder what I will put next here.
I think of the ball game we went to. You were disappointed to find that I wasn't a big fan, but I was glad just to be there with you.
I wonder if it is going to be another 20 years before we come together again.
I have had other relationships since then, but none have had the comfort. None that have your cheeks rounding upward and a little girl's laugh circling around me and holding me forever.
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