What if we moved on to the next ride?
What if we experienced new ups and downs?
What if you held my hand when you were scared?
What if you held my hand when you were happy, too?
What if you went on by yourself?
What if you knew that I would be at the end of the ride waiting for you?
What if I could just move on?
What if i let you ride that ride over and over?
What if the whole time I wondered why I wasn't with you?
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I had a dream last night that you blogged about something we talked about. Apparently, you're not the only one with a hammock. I love you.
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