As we made our way back, Leo’s sister called. His grandfather had passed away.
I immediately thought back to that beautiful butterfly ...
Though Leo and I parted ways a few months later, the memories I formed on our trip to Mexico remain as vivid Polaroid snapshots filed deep in the archives of my heart. I can access them whenever I want to remember that amazing trip, that beautiful love-filled place … that man I knew and loved.
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