Where the time was sad and happy all at the same time. For we knew that it would end soon and that Dancing dude would no longer come back.
Why oh, why we ask ourselves could we have not had a british accent?
Rooooockk Ooon.Those were the best of times and the worst of times.
Considering we had to work very hard to ditch a certain couple.
Sigh... For I miss those days; looking at old yearbooks in the thick of night, and staring blistfully from the balcony, our eyes pealed for something beautiful.
But, time goes on, and all we have are the memories
And so is the story of Gorgey guy and Balcony boy
*Note: Abi is probably the only person who will get this piece of bunk that I have written. For it was meant to be lighthearted. It is not anything even remotely profound, but I had fun writing it. Enjoy!