And So The Conversation Turned Until The Sun Went Down

[Seven years ago we met. Just Desserts on Church Street. "Are you one of the Johns?"]

[While not love at first sight, it was certainly fascination. I remember being consumed by that before I remember any of the rest (the lust, the humor, the respect, the trepidation, the envy, the sharing of music...) I was fascinated, and did not want to look away.]

[I'm still having trouble looking away. I'm tearing my gaze away forcefully now because it's become bad for me. This says something rather more about me than it does about you.]

[Seven years NOT wasted, my love. More pain than probably was necessary, sure, but more love than I've ever experienced before...and I've been so lucky in love, my whole life.]

[The play ain't over, but this act is absolutely finished.]

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