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I used to think loving someone happened slowly and gradually, like building a Jenga tower one piece at a time. But realizing you are in love isn't the act of placing the final block on top. It's the rush of the tower falling down.
  1. My name sounded different when he said it, somehow more beautiful and sure.
  2. He made universal things seem intimate and personal. Lyrics and humor and my favorite characters reminded me of him. He was a manifestation of art.
  3. I could listen to him tell stories about his day for hours. He captured my attention more fully than any of my friends who I already admire and adore
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