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“And how did I grow up?” “Cocky, apparently,” I mutter, squinting at my glass, because somehow there are two of them. He chuckles and then leans toward me and whispers in my ear, “You grew up pretty cocky, too.”
The way I felt about you was always so clear to me—even when we were young I knew you and I were meant for each other. Two halves of a whole. I loved you so much that the word ‘love’ didn’t seem big enough for how I felt.
