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That was all we needed. That was how long we needed to know each other. In that time we knew. It was the fourth time now. We had only met recently and yet, it seemed endless. We touched. Not Sexual. That was not what we knew. We knew how to love. And even that we were unsure of. It sure seemed like love. We were not certain of the future of us. But as the days went on, I knew she would still be there, and she knew that I would be waiting for her as well. Will it happen? That I cannot answer my friend. What I do know is this: we treat everyday like its our last together.