I sit here
rain falling outside
and I start thinking ...
What if you were here?
What if we were together?
What if ... you were real?
Would we hold hands?
Would we kiss?
Would we cuddle and talk?
Would we be happy?
And I stop myself
knowing it will never be
desiring for it to be
my heart ... breaking into pieces.
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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."
Showering you with unicorn poop so you'd always stay magical! Heart heart!