and i was with the most beautiful girl in the world, ever. we were on a bridge. in the middle of the night. i was holding her. and kissing her goodbye. but somehow, and i'm not sure why, it felt like i was kissing her hello. and though it made me cry (just a little) to walk away, i still have that feeling. like kissing her for the first time. and i like to think. i could do that for always.

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