let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river. (malagasy proverb)
dear m.e.w., i will never forget that time i called you, a little less than four weeks before our wedding, to say that i couldn’t marry you. “i’m coming down this weekend. i need to talk to you about something,” i said. “just tell me now,” you replied, “i don’t want to wait for the [...]
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