My story has countless pages in it but I did not expect your name to be inked at the top of the page on that cold Saturday night. I don't know if you know this but I did not want to meet anyone.You were not supposed to happen. I was so blindsided by the time sneaking out your window that I almost missed out on you. And it wasn't until you put on that blue night shirt. And it wasn't until the A.M. clock was striking at our words that I discovered you in room 757. It was then when I could feel you calm, sincere spirit enter through my eyes and I saw you for the very first time.
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