The Sound of Story
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Where are you?
Me?
I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw.
I'm scared of what I did, who I am.
I'm scared of walking out of this room
and never feeling for the rest of my whole life,
the
way I feel when I'm with you.
- Dirty Dancing
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