2002
One summer, long ago, you dug your nail into my finger until it bled because of what I said—now I am old I can look back and say, “Yes, you were my one true love.”
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One summer, long ago, you dug your nail into my finger until it bled because of what I said—now I am old I can look back and say, “Yes, you were my one true love.”