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It’s an addicting feeling, knowing I’m in the middle of meeting a person I’ll get to hang on to.
My emotions are never simple, but tonight they’re especially knotted: happiness and fear and guilt for being afraid of what might change. A sense that this is a goodbye to an era that shaped me. The fear, again, that maybe it’s a bigger goodbye, too.
It’s a gift to know someone when you’re in love with them, and a curse when you’re out of it.
“I remember,” he says, eyes on me. The most dangerous phrase when it comes to us.
It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just true.
sometimes I think it means more when you’re scared. You know the risks, but trusting yourself ranks above all that.
