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| God I love casey so much. The very first time I met him was on a cruise for New Years, and we bonded just by spilling our hearts out (assuming we'd never talk to or see each other again after). Boy was I wrong! Turns out he lived in a neighboring state, and about two and a half months later I came to visit him and see the play he was in. After the very last show, I met up with him backstage and he kissed me right then and there. We went out to breakfast with his extended family and he held my hand the whole time. Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I've had to do, and I cried like a child watching him walk out the doors of the hotel. But I will see him again, and I only have to wait about four more months. |
