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I don't know you yet. I know I'm going to meet you. I'm not sure I'll ever really know you.
Wait and see.
I should have known it would come to this.
Maybe. I could never let you go, even when I didn't know you.
But you did.
I had no choice.
Neither did I.
You know I would have died for you.
You didn't even know me. You don't. But yes, I know. Because I remember you.
I wish ...
No, my love. I remember, and you'll find out, and that's enough.
Sometimes, it's easier to believe your own lies.