Prologue

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The snow is starting to get heavy, yet I still pull off to the side of the road. I look back in my rear view mirror, but I was far gone from my life and my home.

My love......

I pull out the empty journal and open it to the first page.

If I don't write it down now, then I won't remember it. I'll convince myself it was a dream. I can't forget what happened and I can't forget him.

As my words grace the page, my tears do as well.

I always got told it's hard to lose your first love.

I understand now.

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