I told her that I loved her, was not sure if she heard The roof was pretty windy and she didn't say a word Party dying downstairs had nothing left to do Just me, her, and the moon

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I told her that I loved her, was not sure if she heard The roof was pretty windy and she didn't say a word Party dying downstairs had nothing left to do Just me, her, and the moon
For your eyes only, I show you my heart For when you're lonely and forget who you are I'm missing half of me when we're apart Now you know me, for your eyes only For your eyes only
They're gonna be out looking for us all night And they got a search party with their big flashlights And they're searching high, searching low, searching super wide Ghetto choppers in the sky and they're flying super high
I see under blue skies I need a little sunshine I fill into your brown eyes I told you I was your light
That means a lot. Thank you for sharing that.
You’re very welcome. Nobody really wants to say it because I guess it’s hard to talk about, but I thought I should let you know from a new person’s perspective.
I’m just finding it hard to deal with finding out things about a person I thought I knew. Turns out that maybe I didn’t know her quite as well as I thought.
Are you talking about Caroline?
My head is about to split open, my days are unproductive, department’s giving me shit, and I can’t help but feel like there’s something big that I’m not getting here–want to recommend me a drink so I can drown out some of these sorrows?
I’m sorry. I don’t drink alcohol.
Do I really have to explain all of this?
I’m sorry if my questions bother you. You don’t have to explain, I’m just curious.
Yep. The real Devil.
I didn’t know it was real. Where did it go?
Yeah, everything’s all good up here. I’ll come visit soon, I promise. Bye, Steven.
He sounds worried.
The real Devil’s gone, so I figure the she-Devil might as well return.
The real Devil?
That was a really bad idea.
What happened?
I can’t make it better, so I might as well laugh at it, right?
I mean that’s a positive way to look at it, but I’m not really sure what you mean.