The text reads:
This was the first time I visited you. I was so unbearably nervous. You came down to meet me. Your mom didn’t introduce herself until she was tipsy at the restaurant. Your brother asked me if I was afraid of him. I told you I wanted to go to the beach while it was snowing (like in that movie I love) and you took me there after we touched the tide pools by the lighthouse. You held my hand of your own accord for the first time (which is maybe why I didn’t believe you when you told me you loved me the month before). I remember hoping, wanting, being excited. We walked and walked. We got to the end and walked back, uncovering our own footprints. You talked a lot. You never asked me any questions, and neither did your mom. I learned to just insert myself into conversation, and now my own mother stops telling me she’s proud of me long enough to tell me how rude I am.
We were raised differently.
We met too soon, you said that from the beginning.
And I didn’t even know you thought we’d been together for months. You were mad that I never let that go, but you weren’t any different until the week we agreed it was over.
It was all a miscommunication.
With a lot of traveling and talk.
And you don’t believe in “meant to be”, so I won’t say we weren’t.
We just met too soon.
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This summer, the Tower Of London will be surrounded by a sea of crimson. This installation, conceived by artist Paul Cummins and designer Tom Piper, will commemorate each and every British or Colonial fatality from World War 1 by planting 888, 246 red ceramic poppies in a flowing sea around the tower. The installation, entitled “Blood Swept Lands And Seas Of Red,” will be unveiled on August 5th, exactly 100 years after the first day of Britain involvement in World War 1.