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Jul 2014
there was something so perfect about that moment,
the worn fabric of the cinema chairs,
the smell of stale popcorn,
your arm around my waist.
all of it became home to me the moment you whispered the three words both of us were too afraid to say for the longest time,
"I love you."
kp
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