January 27th, 1991
I think I’ve seen you somewhere before
There were days when you appeared to me in a dream. Never showing your face. But I know you. The way you feel. The way you smile. How could I ever forget it?
Will you dive beneath the waves? Will you return to me? No matter what you do, I’ll stay here. Standing. Waiting. Yearning. Yes, indeed. Yes, I will.
Yes, my love.
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