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We raise our hands to space,

shout love through the tunnels

of everything we’ve been through.

We tear apart the city with how much we feel

and as I look over my shoulder at you

I swear I can see a November spring in your eyes,

just let me know if you’re going to fall,

I probably shouldn’t admit this but

I’ll jump after you.

This is the only day

I don’t regret

I don’t hold back

I don’t see you as permanent

but as a hand that could slip away

so I hold it tighter

because this is the day

I think I might be worth it

I don’t see my mind as a broken machine

This is the only day

I take pride in loving humans too much.

Sometimes I forget that

the sun always comes up without fail

Today I can feel the whole world’s arms around my shoulders

And as I reach for your hand

for once not wondering how much it will hurt if you go,

all I can think is

we should do this every day.