137.01 Remember
I remember.
Seven years in a few seconds. It feels that way too.
She laughed. She smiled. She loved me. I loved her.
What did she love about me? I brought this out in her.
"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
I remember.
Seven years in a few seconds. It feels that way too.
She laughed. She smiled. She loved me. I loved her.
What did she love about me? I brought this out in her.
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