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I Remember - 8

Wedding - Photo de Emma Bauso: https://www.pexels.com/fr-fr/photo/femme-et-homme-se-tenant-les-mains-2253842/

I remember receiving the wedding announcement from one of the friends who had helped me move, and his invitation… I was very happy for him and very excited to return to Lyon for a few days…

 

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I remember how the other friend who had helped me move welcomed me into his home during that visit…

 

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I remember that, although you were no longer in Lyon, you were still with me in spirit…

 

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I remember dropping by my old company to greet my former colleagues and quietly seeking updates about you from those you had worked alongside…

 

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I remember my friend's wedding; seeing him so happy was a balm of joy for me…

 

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I remember how my friend, who had himself found love at a wedding, tried to play matchmaker by seating me beside a lovely single woman; but what I felt and experienced with you was so powerful that even the most beautiful girl in the world could not have drawn my eyes or thoughts away from you…

 

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I remember the U2 songs, my friend's favorite band, that were played to celebrate his wedding, especially 'With Or Without You'…

 

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I remember that this joy gave me a lot of hope; I, who had never given much thought to marriage, began to question my way of thinking…

 

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I remember the celebration continuing into the early hours; I couldn't help but wish you had been there beside me…

 

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I remember the journey home, the joy and sadness I carried back with me…

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