It's the light breeze on our faces as we walked the length of the pier as we watch the sun go down. The slow dances on the balcony as we listen to the soft musique carry us away. The long stares that meant to be only glances as we study for school. The helpful hints we gave each other when we couldn't get the answers. The reassuring look that things will be better even when we weren't sure ourselves. The fleurs I would receive when toi tell me toi not leaving, the token of our love. Those three little words everyone wants to hear and never get tired of saying. The book of citations that change...
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