“We walked together in silence, our minds racing to come up with something to say, the stars shown bright and the air was crisp. I could not help but think that tomorrow would bring sunshine, because only beautiful things could happen now that I had met this wonderful person. Sleep would be absent tonight, her face would haunt my thoughts and collect themselves in my very soul. We might as well have been floating through the galaxy, seeing planets pass and astroids fly soar through the night in an attempt to find a home. I felt every blade of grass and heard every tree rustle in the wind, I was so aware of all that was happening, so astounded that this moment was propelling me to another realm of existence. I reached for her hand and held it tightly, never thinking for a moment that I wanted to let it go, I wanted to memorize the lines of her palm and know that she was the only person on the planet with those lines; it would become a way of recognizing her and being able for my hand to greet her’s in the way her hand deserved to be greeted. My heart was attached to her’s in strength and certainty, my sail was set due north leading me to her. I was on a voyage that would make me rich, she was the ultimate goal that had been set within my very soul from the moment I met her. I was ready to charge full steam into the sunset; as long as she was waiting on the other end.” - T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us
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