"Dearly beloved, if this love only exists in my dreams...don't wake me up."
I dreamed of you last night. It was so beautiful. I couldn't let go of you. Everything was so easy: grabbing your hand, kissing you, laughing, smiling, talking. I miss you.
"Yet each man kills the thing he loves, by each let this be heard, some do it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word, the coward does it with a kiss, the brave man with a sword!"
I did it with a text. Pitiful.
"I don't want to let you down but I am hell bound."
Is it my fault we've been missing each other?
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