"I Found You,"

"diane?"

"is this john?"

i looked across the room, and there she was. her long hair draped over her shoulder. her glasses were large and it dropped down constantly on her nose, causing her to push it back repeatedly. she was beautiful.

"i found you,"

she looked around until our eyes intertwined in the atmosphere that took my breath away. or was it just her?

"you found me,"

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