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  • And if in some distant place in the future we see
    each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy
    and remember how we spent the summer beneath
    the trees, learning from each other and growing in
    love. The best love is the kind that awakens the
    soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a
    fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds,
    and that's what you've given me.

    Nicholas Sparks – The Notebook

    Remember when your summer turned to love?
    Perhaps you met at camp, or at a dance,
    It was the summer of your first romance.

    Remember that first kiss, and how you laughed,
    and felt so free, so full of life and dreams?
    Yet summer romance can deceive, it seems.

    Remember all the magic in those nights,
    when all the stars in heaven cheered you on?
    Even the rain was beautiful, alive.

    Those long walks on the beach, or in the woods,
    or through the city parks, what mattered then
    was just to be together in your world.

    You knew that it would end, could not survive
    beyond those gilded days. You flung yourself
    headlong into each moment, filled with joy.

    No mountain was too high to climb, no sea
    too wide to swim, your love filled up the sky.
    And yet, you always knew, it could not last.

    And so when it was time to say goodbye,
    you knew those golden, glowing days were gone.
    You cried for weeks, could not accept the loss.

    This love, this love that was so sweet, you knew
    would never be regained, not in this life.
    And so you closed that chapter with your tears.

    And yet, this soul filled summer love, your first,
    shines brightly in your book of memories,
    and still lives on, through all the passing years.

    (Photograph by Alex at the Flying Tiger 4th of July party, in the 3-D virtual world of Second Life)
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