It may have only been a few weeks ago, or a few months ago. But what happened then is now history. Nothing to be continued. Nothing to be said anymore. It happened. It was beautiful, wonderful, and splendid. I wish I could go back and relive it, but I can’t. History is to be viewed, remembered, and learned from. If only this type of history between the two of us could last.
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