Well, I fell in love with this guy on a canoe/camping trip, back when we were freshmen in college. Not only was he smart and funny, he quietly but confidently built fires, put up tents in the rain, swam like a fish, and chopped down the odd tree. Then one night he nonchalantly paddled some of us back to camp in the pitch black. That was it for me. I was smitten. He still melts me when he paddles us around his favorite lake in the world, sharing with me a place that lives deep in his bones. I'll take a ride in your canoe anytime, babe.
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