His name was Erik….

I thought of him as I wandered the town on this cold, dreary night – remembering dreamily of running through a torrential downpour holding hands, giggling, hair plastered to our heads, soaked to the skin.  Like two kids in a summer rain, neither of us with a care in the world but each other.

I thought I’d be young and in love forever……


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