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Meeting Him

Imagine a cheesy romance movie where the main character falls in love and when she sees him time seems to stop and they are suddenly the only two people in the world. That was us. Gravity pulled us closer and suddenly his arms were around me. I breathed in his sweaty neck that felt like leather. I wanted to smell him for the rest of my life. Tanning oil, sweat, powder, and farts. He pulled away and looked at me again. It felt like he was looking straight into my soul. I couldn't breathe. The edges of my vision blurred and blackened. Then nothing.