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Dear John,
Two weeks together, that’s all it took. Two weeks for me to fall in love with you. Now we have one year apart, but what’s one year apart after two weeks like that together? You made me a promise, a promise I know you’ll keep. So I want one more promise from you during this time we spend apart; tell me everything. Write it all down, John. Scribble it in a notebook. Type it out, email it to me. I don’t care, but I want to know everything. And that way we’ll be with each other all the time, even if we’re not with each other at all. That way, before we know it, I’ll see you soon then.

So True.

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