Over the years I realized that I have a propensity for falling in love in dramatic ways -- swiftly, recklessly, in impossible circumstances -- this last one being no exception. I warned you against this, you know, but when I did, it was too late for me as well. My heart had climbed out of my ribcage, through bone, muscle, and skin, and it had sunken to the ground, through layers of concrete and dirt, into the earth's mantle and core, to sit comfortably next to you, where you are -- where I wish I were.
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