every so often I meet someone and it feels like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff. it would be so easy to lean forward and crash into love with them. without knowing them well, you can already envision them laughing across from you at the breakfast table. 

I feel like I’ve “almost-loved” a lot of people in my life. maybe loved them in another life, another world.

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