“Does that mean you’ll love me again?” “I never stopped, idiot.” “Even if I’m dying?” She cries harder. “Don’t say that! Medicine is so advanced these days, and there’s surely a solution.” “You’d love a man with a few months to live?” “I wouldn’t have any other man.” More tears. More sniffles. I grab her face and kiss her mouth deeply, and she grabs on to me as she welcomes me home. Her body falls into mine, and everything in her melts. I kiss her for all the times I couldn’t kiss her. I kiss her until we’re breathing each other in. When I pull back, I whisper against her mouth, “I’m not
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