One afternoon we were lying together on his living room couch, napping side-by-side and completely at ease. In between consciousness and sleep, I prayed to God that this moment didn’t have to end; this was the happiest I had ever been in my life.

—Anonymous

Postscript: We broke up amicably three months later after we headed off to different colleges. Three years later, we’re still keeping in touch, and he’s still one of my favorite people.

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