We part at the Tom Hansen complex; the endless and exhausting rehearsal of Expectation vs. Reality.
I bid a very fond farewell to Blogger; I'll be moving to Tumblr (eventually - though I won't be posting here anymore) just because connectivity is so much easier there. In a sense, Across the Universe will survive since there is some kind of psychological continuity (haha), but it won't be the same, and just as well; because it ends along with the chapter it documents.
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
The dim of the soft lights,
The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers,
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late,
And this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet and the gate was locked,
So I jumped it, and let you in.
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it,
And I knew that you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it.
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