His relationship felt like a song, one that had a constant rhythm and summer nights turning into winter evenings.
Besame otra vez.
Kiss me with your smile and laugh.
Something had changed, there was more love and affection behind each touch as the months grew.
We fought together, sought out our struggles together, and found our futures with each other.
We found a meaning between us in those small moments when we picked movies on movie night, debated on which place to grab tacos or tortas, or glanced at one another during those special moments.
They're not gone and they'll always be there, but it's different now. There's more respect and understanding between one another. We're two, and will continue to be two while we figure out all the little things.
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