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Ain’t this just like the present to be showing up like this?

Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both my hands
Chewing on a candy bar
You said, "Ain't this just like the present
To be showing up like this?"
As a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss

Thought back to this when reading about Lacan’s objet petit a this morning: 

That secret that you knew
But you don't know how to tell
It fucks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that it's good, girl
'Cause it's running you with red