The truth

I love her. I really do. It’s sort of bizarre but not really. I knew her the second I met her. It was like meeting me. It was very strange. We both knew what it meant. And I knew there would be some hard chapters. But we both knew what we meant, and that wondering what any of it meant was silly. I know what she meant.

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