It is as simple as the time I put my hand upon your own, on my bed and a million years ago – and we weren't watching television and we weren't talking about guys – I think we were falling in love.

But you had Ohio to contend with, a mother who was there but was too much there.

And I had my own past to battle, in drowning and in drinking and in denying.

Who were we, those girls in hallways and in transition, to think we could rule the world with our love?

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It is as simple as the time I saw you coming down the stairs, with so much blue to match your lovely eyes and a million years ago – and we weren't hearing those boys or those parents or those siblings – I think we were falling in love.

But you had expectations that would shatter, a devotion challenged and a swift pain to come.

And I had to mess up, once again, in order to see clearly… I had to lose you in order to get you again.

Who were we, those girls in houses and in flux, to think we could rule the world with our love?

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It is as simple as this gift I give to you, sands of time with a silver key, in this loft and right this second – and we weren't mingling at this party or toasting any other joy – I think we are in love with each other.

And you had another life, a million years ago, but here you are – with me.

And I had another life, a million years ago, but here I am – with you.

Who are we, those girls turning into women and standing at the precipice, to think we can rule the world with our love?

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I am Spencer I am Ashley we are love.

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