And when they ask us where we've been, we'll tell them the truth. And when they stare back with shock all over their faces we'll smile. And while they demand to know the details and how it all began, we'll tell them, leaving out nothing because we'd never want to disappoint. And they'll be happy for us and we, well, we'll continue to smile.
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She wouldn't let him hold her hand. Hand holding was the first sign of forever, and when she says forever she means until something better comes along. She was scared and she hated being at someone else's whim. So for now she'll keep her hands deep in her pockets or else up in the air, cause that's where they are when she's dancing.
I've been in New York for a year, the desire is still tact, the dream is still alive and kicking, and I'm wearing sunglasses. Hit it.
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