“Look at Me, I Love You”
At some point in my youth, my brain conjured up a scenario of true love: the man would lift my face up to his and say, “Look at me, I love you.”
I met him a couple years ago but recently reconnected at a friend’s wedding. At the after-party, I saw him walking toward me from the adjacent room. “Where are you going?” I asked. His eyes sparkled and when he said, “Wherever you are,” it immediately rang synonymous with “Look at me, I love you.”
—Lucky!
Postscript: We both feel lucky and know we’ll be together till the end.
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