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  • What if your last love is your first love?

    What if the parents who secured the world for you, the books that slept in the bed and comforted you at night, the childhood best friend who shared your secrets, the lover who introduced you to desire, or the one who promised to leave another for you, or the rock star who became your muse, or the one you were sure you were going to spend the rest of your life with, or the taste that made you comprehend forbidden fruit, or the painting that made you see for real, or the city that named you home before you called it that, or even the mirror reflection that for a fleeting moment gazed back and told you you’re going to be just fine—what if these were not really first loves?

    What if they were all just prior loves, all preparation for the last love that’s really the first love, the one that knew you were coming and that you'd be right on time?
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