boberly:Do you remember the first night that we were together? How did you feel? I felt safe, happy,
boberly:Do you remember the first night that we were together? How did you feel? I felt safe, happy, comfortable. It felt right. It felt like something locked into place, like we’d met before. Like it had happened before and it’ll happen again, like it’s happened a thousand times over and over again. -- source link
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