These are the nights i really hate. One of us has something going on an gets home late. Neither of us wants to leave the warmth of our own home. I don't blame either of us for just wanting to stay home. it just seems to happen on the nights that i particularly want to spend with you. These are the nights I really wished we lived together because then these nights would cease to exist.
Right now I am thinking I would rather go to New York with you than to Tel Aviv alone. I'm not ready to give you up and ut half the world between us...
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