But I kept you like an oath.
Today, I'm remembering meeting him at the airport, knowing something was amiss, but love being love, I ignored it. The next day and the birthday road trip to Winston-Salem and the happiness of loving him has never left me and I remember it whenever I need a reason to believe I've known love.
I am always remembering...
and my greatest fear is that I may not live long enough to forget.
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