We are meant to be—maybe if we were in another time or another life, possibly, probably, you would be mine. Can you get away from him? I want to be where you are. I want to feel you in my arms again. I want to talk about the sweet dreams of marriage and children and grandchildren—but this time I’ll make sure you know that they aren’t just sweet dreams. I want you to know that I’ll make them all happen. So just come back. Please.

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“Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship…I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?”

– Audrey Niffenegger’s The Time Traveler’s Wife