December 11, 1952

I went to get my hair set for the party tonight. As I was walking down the street, I saw Nate. He looked at me, smiled, tipped his hat, and kept walking. I wanted to turn around and stop him. I wanted him to take me in his arms and tell me how much he missed me. A flood of emotions hit me that I almost started crying. I have been so busy, I hadn't realized that I still had such deep feelings for him. I wish there was a way we could still see each other.

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