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Poppy...
I'm reminiscing every moment I spent with him yesterday night. My every waking thought is about him. Every unconscious dream sequence is about him.
The feel of his lips on my skin, the taste of his skin on my tongue...
The much awaited, anticipated moment finally became real yesterday night. And now, it's all I'm thinking about.
This beautiful ache in my chest just keeps growing, and I've never felt so happy, so full of love.
Hah. God damn it. I'm ecstatic!
And now, Poppy, got an appointment to run to, my presence demanded by the subject of today's entry.
Goodbye.
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