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I remember being that young. They seem to be about the same age that I was when I was engaged to my now ex fiance. We were so hopeful at that age. Thinking that we would take each other by the hand and go through this life sifting through all of its difficulties, learning together how to be separately one. We would hold each other like this young couple is now, tightly, looking out over the night time city lights thinking that we'd find our place somewhere. How wonderful it was. But how much more painful the conclusion to our story would become. Our gaze wasn't towards city lights, it was towards the darkness beyond, out in the vastness of uncertainty where things weren't clear. We had no idea that things would turn out this way. But I'm glad that now, three years since, I can finally see her again, here at this spot where this young couple reminds me so much of her.