We can’t be together. The moon and the stars are for someone else. They’re for our respective partners. Remember them? Of course you do. We love them.
We also love each other.
It’s alright. It’s gonna be alright.
We just have not to not pay attention to the other. One of us should move to England. I think it will be you. That interview you had at King’s College seems to have done the trick.
I know Sally would like to move there. She’ll be nearer her family.
It’s the only way, for you and I. Go away.
Please.