After all this time, I have only one thing to say to you.
Forever we'll continue this liar dance.
What is your name?
"One, two, three, drink."
There she had been, smiling and standing and leaning too far over the edge to be considered safe and whispering, “You feel it too, don’t you? This pull?”
"Oh but my darling, what if you fly?"
Everything, anything, to forget about you.