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It was the last weekend of September. I stayed up all night long waiting for the fire-ache in my heart to subside. It never happened. He was the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen, the most beautiful boy I’d ever met. My favorite books, around the clock, scars of my knee. I see him behind my lids in a bright gray shirt. I see him tripping, running, falling, covered with dirt. I see a lot of these things lately, I know. I know none of it is real.

It’s in the way that he moves
But I don’t want to choose
Another day and I’ll lose
But I don’t want to choose

Face to the ground
Change the sound
Time in your mind
Make it right

It’s in the way that he moves
But I don’t want to choose
Another day and I’ll lose
But I don’t want to choose

Face to the ground
Change the sound
Time in your mind
Make it right

(Baby, let me take you home)
It's in the way that he moves
(Baby, let me take you home)
But I don't want to choose
(Baby, let me take you home)

(Baby, let me take you home)
Another day and I'll lose
(Baby, let me take you home)
But I don’t want to choose
(Baby, let me take you home)

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