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The day of the date I was all of a cabobble in the most wonderful of ways, for the excitement quite took over my higher faculties and rendered me a human-butterfly.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 17, 2020.
Dates were those heaven-spun times we could feel that our love had become part of the reality we wove together.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 17, 2020.
A date was that sweet time we put into our calendar, that time when the only reality to our world was one another.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 17, 2020.
A date, naturally, has a time and place, yet the joy of it was allowing time to stand still in those blessed moments.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 17, 2020.