Over yonder, I just read this line:

We remember the first time a lover whispered, “I love you” and we long for another to whisper it again.

And it occurred to me… No, I don’t. I could guess, but I couldn’t give you a name with certainty, and I have no idea when/how it happened. That’s… kinda depressing, really.

I agree with the second half of the statement, though. 🙂

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