A While Later

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It's New Years Eve.  

It's bright and warm.

I feel Connor's hand in my own.

I smell his cologne around me.

Everyone's shouting around us.

Confetti falls, gold and shimmering. 

We kiss.

The night is still young. 

We are alive.

Our love for each other is still young.

And in that moment nothing else mattered.  

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