Blur. I feel like I can’t see. Slow down. You’re moving too fast. Let this moment sink in. It might be the last we ever have.

I don’t care if it’s full of laughter, or if it’s full of sorrow. Because, somehow, in the midst of all this commotion there is you and me.

We won’t let them change us. Come on, just take a breath. This event will pass, and we’ll remember it for good or bad.

We don’t need to speed up. This pace is fine. Just stay here and talk. We’ll be fine, I promise.