I saw my W for one minute yesterday, when I dropped off the kids. She gave me a hug with slow kisses on the cheeks. My hand lingered for one second on her back. It was cordial as usual, I told her what was in the suitcase and started to turn around when I realized she was leaning in for more cheek kisses. I went for it, of course. My, how I miss her. Seeing her was so... familiar. Her cheek was so soft. Oh my...
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"You can't start a fire sitting around, crying over a broken heart" - Bruce Springsteen.
