Six months. How strange. It's been forever, and also no time at all. Could it have been six months ago that you kissed me for the first time? Could it have been five months ago that I fell in love with you? Could it have been two months since New Years, when we stayed up late and kissed at midnight?
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Wow, I wrote so many poems early on, and it's weird to see how in many ways, I still feel the same.