You try this, but it doesn't work. The sadness in your laughs breaks through.

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She can't feel the same fun that she did before. Not after that.

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Fun and hope are not here now.

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Just the truth. Your past.

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The more you play, the more apparent that thought plays in both of your heads.

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Eventually, the two of you just head out of the park, away from the false hope you tried to create for yourselves.