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Somewhere in Spain, under a different sky, you walk through streets filled with history.
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And somewhere here, I think of you — constantly.
If this were a Friends episode, they’d show us looking at the same moon. They’d show planes crossing oceans. They’d show two hands almost touching across the screen.
They’d show Ross on that answering machine, desperate. Rachel at the gate. The plane door closing… then opening again.
“I got off the plane.” 🛫
But this isn’t TV.
This is real.
And real love doesn’t need last-minute airport drama. Real love is steady. Real love waits. Real love knows you’re coming back — because we’re each other’s lobsters. 🦞
Somewhere between Miami nights and Spanish mornings, our love keeps perfect time. ☕
And when you come home, I’ll be here. Like I’ve always been. Like I’ll always be.
Happy Valentine’s Day, my forever. My Rachel. My Monica. My everything. ❤️✈️🐾
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