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You kept on checking boxes 

So why didn’t I turn the page

By the time I did the math 

It was already too late 

You look kind of like my ex 

So why haven’t we already had sex

We’re moving 

Oh how we just kept moving together 

I’m summer and winter 

You’re the in between weather

Not warm enough

But often times too cold 

I’m done playing games 

Don’t you feel old?

We’re taking these steps side by side 

Stepping to similar beats 

Hand in hand

Ready to see where these strides land?

Ready to see how far we could climb as each other’s number 1 fan?