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Then:  I remember the candle lit to make of my face, the rain adding to the drama, and your unexpected face coming from the door.

Now:  Do you know I’ve been thinking of you even before that happened? Did you see pink roses amidst the dark? Have you noticed how silent I’ve suddenly become?

Then:  If you could have listened intently, you would have heard, in silence, a confession struggling to break free from my chest.

Now:  Do you know that I may be in love with you already?


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