I loved living in the hotel, and I knew when we left everything would change.
“What will happen to us?” I asked.
“There will always be us,” he answered.
Robert and I had not forgotten the vow that we had exchanged in the taxi from the Allerton to the Chelsea. It was clear we were not ready to go out on our own.
“I will only be a door away,” he said.
— Just Kids (Patti Smith), Loc. 1731–5