Well, it was a million tiny little things that, when you
added them all up, they meant
we were suppose to be together...and I knew it.
I knew it the very first time I touched her.
It was like coming home...only to no home I'd ever known.
I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew it.
It was like...magic.
~Sleepless In Seattle
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