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fifteen september
twelve : eighteen a.m.
"i love you. i have to stop saying that over and over."
"i love you, too."
"i wish i had something new to say."
"i wish i knew what i want to tell you."
we paused. i listened to the insects. he interrupted them.
"you're the perfect person for me."
"thats exactly what it is. it's perfect."