That’s not a dream. A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside. The one thing that you knew if it came true, all the hurt would go away. You singing don’t cry for me Argentina in front of a sold out crowd isn’t a fantasy. It’s an inevitability.
I thought you’d never come back.

And miss all your drama? Never.
So what is it? Your dream.

I don’t know.

Well then, go inside, find it, and ask it what it’s gonna take.

Why are you pushing this?

Because you’re my girlfriend, and I wanna know all your secrets.

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