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Our first meeting was at a rosebush. I accidentally tripped and fell. But he broke my fall, since I fell on top of him. I still remember it clearly as if it had happened yesterday. He chuckled and plucked a rose petal out from my hair. I blushed. But we never really wanted to meet each other until after our second meeting. Our second meeting was 2 months after our first. We were a stranger to one another, even though we had met and talked to each other. But since he signed up for piano lessons, I was obligated to teach him. And our third meeting was at a hospital. . . Not sure if it's the best or worst day of my life... ___________________________________ "Am I able to be the thorns that resides on the stems of your rose?" He got up and held my hand,"I want to be the thorns that protects you from the hands of others."
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