Well, it was a million tiny little things
that when you added them all up,
they meant we were supposed to be together...
and I knew it. I knew the very first time I touched her.
It was like coming home...
the only real home I'd ever known.
I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car.
It was like... magic.
- Sleepless in Seattle
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