For the feelings we shareI don’t want to be near you for the thoughts we share because I want to send the words I never have to speak to you in a poem, note or letter. What I can do is compare where I was then and where I am now when I first met you. The cobblestone sidewalk both here and there are the same, as I look in the distance and memory, remoistening my lips with the taste and aroma that fills me up and causes me to smile. O Sole Mio wafts forth from the trio and the melody fills the air. It is the sound that catches my physical of sound that carries me to the memory visual, delicate and powerful. He is not you, but he is what I have chosen. The idea of what we had, who I was is printed like a tattoo in my heart. In that instant I did not want to look into the glass and swirl it around releasing that strong, lasting never wanting to forget moment unlike any I had prior or since then..................................Love's Reality is Amazing
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