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Nothing Like Being With People You’ve Known Almost Your Entire Life. Having A Shared History Is Something You Just Can’t Create With The New Ones. No Matter How Much You Like That, It Just Isn’t The Same.

I Wish I Could Be Hard And Cynical. That I Could Take Things Slowly, Not Give Too Much Of Myself, Because I'd Be So Frightened Of Getting Hurt That There Wouldn't Be Any Other Way. But No. Every Time I Meet Someone I Dive In Headfirst, Showering Them With Love And Attention, And Hoping That This Time They're Going To Be Different.

Nothing In This World Happens Without A Reason. That We Are All Exactly Where We Are Supposed To Be, And That The Pieces Of The Puzzle Have A Tendency To Come Together When You Least Expect It.

Each Of Us May Think We Know Exactly What We Need To Make Us Happy, What Will Be Good For Us, What Will Ensure We Have Our Happy Ending, But Life Rarely Works Out In The Way We Expect, And Our Happy Ending May Have All Sorts Of Unexpected Twists And Turns, Be Shaped In All Sorts Of Unexpected Ways

And Suddenly I Realize That Although I've Never Thought About Being In Love With Nick Before, All The Right Ingredients Are There. I Fancy Him. I Like Him. He's My Friend. He Makes Me Laugh. I Love Being With Him. And I Start To Feel All Sort Of Warm And Glowy, And Screw The Other Stuff. Screw The Stuff About Him Having No Money, And Living In A Bedsit, And Not Being What I Thought I Wanted. I'm Just Going To Go With This And See Where It Ends Up. I Mean, No One Says I Have To Marry The Guy, For God's Sake.