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we slept in the same bed.

there was never a right time to say it.

it was always unnecessary.

the books in my father’s shed were sighing.

the sheets were rising and falling around me with your breathing.

i thought about waking her.

but it was unnecessary.

there would be other nights.

and how can you say i love you to someone you love?

i rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her.

here is the point of everything i have been trying to tell you…

it’s always necessary.

i love you,…

'jonathan safran foer'

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