anyways no more of this silliness. tomorrow we're going to say good morning to each other like old times, i'm going to ask you to tell me something nice about yourself, then i'll respond with a compliment. i'll get flustered and pretend to ignore you for as long as i can, then later in the day i'll gush and fawn over you, pick you out songs and make you pictures. and we can pretend we never missed a step. and i know it's getting late in the year and you're getting ready to go back to japan and i hope i can go with you and we can do what we talked about, you on my shoulders in tokyo, everyone staring at us.