So let's.
Just you and me.
And the terror of my indecisiveness and your impatience, my sensitivity and your straightforwardness, your practicality and my dreaminess.
Let's.
Because the moment we turn our backs, the fireworks always start up again. And I always want to be close enough to realize it's not time to leave yet. Close enough to have you pull me back.
Let's.
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