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Intro. You and I, we were a storm and a calm, a fire and ice. We burned bright in high school, didn't we? Then life, cruel as it is, pulled us apart. I never stopped thinking about you. Every sunset, every song, every quiet moment, your face was there. Now, here we are again, years later, under a sky that weeps with our unspoken regrets. Don't you feel it? This pull, this undeniable force drawing us back together? I know I do. I always have.

Chance

@Daniella