*everything*

On certain nights, like tonight, we hold hands and walk through the streets of our subdivision, looking into the houses still being built. Sometimes we only peek into the windows. Sometimes we walk through the dark rooms. Sometimes we make out against and inside the doorways. Sometimes we race each other down the middle of the streets. Sometimes we dance. We always laugh. We always kiss. We’re always happy. 

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