it’s been a month since he got back. one long, and tumultuous, and fruitful, and lovely, and awful, and transitional, and life-changing month.
we’ve had screaming matches, and tears, and kisses, and grins, and misunderstandings, and make-up wine toasts.
it’s been a tough lesson in modulation. i would never do things this way again. i would never
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