"I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.

Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back ...
Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under...
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