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I remember a long time ago I met up with a friend whom I hadn’t seen in years. We were both in long term relationships at the time, but despite that, we each occupied a special place in each other’s heart.
On that day which we met, we didn’t have a lot of time. We greeted each other, chatted it up for a bit and then we just sat there next to each other. No more words were being said, we were just enjoying each other’s company. I played a soft song on my cell phone that felt appropriate for that moment, I reached out for her hand and she silently obliged me. We sat there quietly, holding each other’s hand, listening to the sweet song playing and just enjoying the moment.
Shortly thereafter she told me, Angel, I really have to go. I squeezed her hand and she did the same. I stood up to my feet and she rose up to meet me. I embraced her tightly and held her in my arms. I kissed her on the cheek and I told her that I loved her forever. She kissed me back on the cheek and we hugged for a moment longer. Then we smiled at each other and I quietly watched her walk away.
This may not sound like much to you guys, but that moment that we shared, simply just holding her hand for those few moments, that was truly a magic moment.