epigraph.
SOULMATES ARE TWO HALVES. . .
you have a place in my heart
no one else could ever have.
f. scott fitzgerald
we were just kids. . .
some memories never
leave your bones. like
salt in the sea; they become
a part of you.
and you carry them
. . . OF THE SAME PERSON
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