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As we drove to the restaurant, memories began flooding my eyes. He knew why and comforted me with a hand through my hair. Every street and building seemed to bring me back to that place, only seven short years earlier. The surrounding has changed in the way of names on the buildings but the buildings themselves were sill the same shape and color. We were the same people too just updated by circumstances. Thankfully, the restaurant was exactly the same, filling me with pleasure. The waitress informed us that in one week, the restaurant would be moving to another city. I was thankful we had made it just in time. I wanted to take a piece of it before it moved on, like a circus, to the next town. He asked me, as we celebrated our anniversary, if there was anything I wish I’d done differently. I was a bit hurt, and quickly answered no. I asked him the same when he got up and came beside me. On one knee, he said he regretted the way he proposed to me and would like another chance. With an impressive ring, he thanked me for bringing him years of happiness and asked if I would have him again. I love the way he loves me. We hugged and kissed, blocking out our surroundings. On our way out, we ordered two huge coffees and a slice of cheesecake. After hopping into bed at the hotel, we fed each other cheesecake with plastic forks, laughing and complimenting the other while feeling young, full of life, love, and cheesecake.
