September 18th
I saw things going very differently on September 18th. It’s not helpful, I know, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about all the things we’d planned and talked about. You were going to turn up at the door in the middle of the night, fuelled with caffeine and armed with the cheekiest of smiles. I was going to answer it wearing a flirty little sundress, full of lust and year-long anticipation.
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