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He looked at me, standing there with my red, blotched eyes, and enfolded me into a hug, his arms and chest smelling of wet wood as usual. He met my eyes, his blue-grey into my golden-brown. "I will never let you go again," he said brushing away one of my tears then he bent down our lips brushing together gently. He pulled away slowly and looked at my wide eyes, "I will always love you."