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"Keep on with yourself, Hollywood. Catch up with you when I get back to the States." I gave him one of those sly-mouthed half-grins and tried to hide my unsteady hands as I fumbled to unlock my front door. I prayed to myself, please open. because I knew he'd be waiting in the car until I shut the door.
When I got in the house, I braced myself against the door for a minute. Old memories flooded back without a breath of air. Because I know this time has expired, but you're still living my fantasy. While I am here, doing what the rest of the world is doing: acquiring uncertain stability.
I changed into shorts, Abercrombie hoodie and my Faithful Yankees hat. Decided to take a Sunday drive to the beach. I jogged alongside the liquid eternity and didn't think about anything but the sun on my half-shaded face.
And you're somewhere else on this same ocean. Not that I really care, but you bring up some interesting points that maybe I hadn't thought of, before. Hollywood.
When I got in the house, I braced myself against the door for a minute. Old memories flooded back without a breath of air. Because I know this time has expired, but you're still living my fantasy. While I am here, doing what the rest of the world is doing: acquiring uncertain stability.
I changed into shorts, Abercrombie hoodie and my Faithful Yankees hat. Decided to take a Sunday drive to the beach. I jogged alongside the liquid eternity and didn't think about anything but the sun on my half-shaded face.
And you're somewhere else on this same ocean. Not that I really care, but you bring up some interesting points that maybe I hadn't thought of, before. Hollywood.