This year, we found our way back to each other.
Not as the people we once were — but as the people we became.
Next spring, we’re getting married.
A small ceremony. Family only.
She’ll wear blue.
I’ll wear gray.
Because sometimes life doesn’t erase what’s meant to be.
It simply waits — until the timing is finally right.
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