When
I think of you and me and what we shared, I know it would be easy
for others to dismiss our time together as simply a by-product of
the days and nights spent by the sea, a "fling" that, in
the long run, would mean absolutely nothing. That's why I don't
tell people about us. They wouldn't understand, and I don't feel
the need to explain, simply because I know in my heart how real it
was. When I think of you, I can't help smiling, knowing that you've
completed me somehow. I love you, not just for now, but for always,
and I dream of the day that you'll take me in your arms
again.
When I think of you and me and what we shared, I know it would
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