The 2nd hour

If I had to do it all again, I wouldn’t change a thing.

Let’s be honest, the prize is in the challenge.

If every day there were strolls under the soft moonlight, intimate dancing under the stars and canoeing across the lake, what is there left to do?

Without the occasional “Get out!” or “I hate you!” this fairy-tale romance grows cold fast.

Tease me, love me, leave me.

I’ll do the same to you.

Make love, wake up, break up.

“Never again!”

Good morning.

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