I should have just squandered the rest of my funds on a ticket to the tropics and then sit side by side with you as we drink to the setting sun. Yes, that should have been the bombass thing to do. But now we dwell on 2 vacation weeks a year and things feel peculiarly smaller. Won't you still take walks with me on an all night avenue? And we could stare at all the neons signs begging for our patronage? Because I don't want to be caught helplessly in a life I've become bored of.
I think I can I think I can I think I will...
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