In twenty years from now, I don’t want to be just another name. In twenty years from now, I still want to be in your life. In twenty years from now, I want someone to stop you on the street and ask what you’re doing and bring up my name. In twenty years from now, I don’t want your answer to be “I haven’t seen her in ages”. In twenty years from now, I hope you say “she’s waiting for me at home.”

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