Tuesday 15th February
My mind twirls and somersaults like a kite in a blustering spring wind. The idea of those special moments, days, weeks, months and years getting to know you has suddenly split into two. These moments had already been written like an inner film reel, they were settled and sound images that I have known and secretly cherished for so long. Now suddenly each moment is divided, with an additional mirror like image of what it had been with not one now but two of you in each moment.
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