A girl who dreamt big...
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Evan: But what happens when my eyes look into yours and you don't turn away?
Me: I hold your gaze.
Evan: Precisely, and possibly our pupils dilate
Me: I wouldn't be so sure about that, I said and winked
Evan: I am.
So then maybe that's what love is really about
Me: What?
Evan: Not letting our eyes get lonely.
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