1. 8/28/11.

    You are pretty the same way a July sunset is ‘pretty’ -
    it took me years with you before I realized that you were.
    We wrote each other letters for every summer we spent apart,
    and I can admit now that I lied sometimes.
    I’m sure you did too. We wanted the best for each other so badly
    we made up the best for ourselves, too.

     
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