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2 | 'streetlights' - making april (title, summary)
You hold her hand. The snow falls a little
harder, but you don't mind—if anything,
you think yourself lucky to catch what rare
snowfall there is here. It's beautiful.
She squeezes your hand.
Then she lets go, your hand feeling a little
lighter, a little emptier, a little colder. She
runs ahead of you and looks around. She
marvels at the sights, the sounds and the
heart of her Parisian dream. She looks back
at you.
"And you wanted to go to New York!"
She smiles, and it's this smile that made you
cave in—the smile that brought you to the
streets of Paris. The warmth of her small
hand finds its way back to yours, and you
make sure you don't lose it again.
And then she laughs.
She is all magic and dreamy blue eyes. The
lights of her city, they don't shine as bright
as she does, and far into the night, you still
see a fine day with blue skies in her eyes.
Paris is beautiful.
But she is absolutely breath-taking.