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wave of intense happiness washed over me, and I told myself to carry this moment as a talisman of a time in my life when I was both truly content and lucky enough to realize it.
Keats poem “Ode on a Grecian Urn” about how the breath right before you kiss your beloved is the sweetest one of
all, because you realize you’re about to get exactly what you want.
The turbulent love and lust we gave in to that day felt like completion, like kismet, like the beginning of a story that was always meant to be written.