I like to imagine a world within which we live amongst each other. I like to pretend that, in this world, I'd wake up to your warm embrace and the wavering scent of a strong brew drifting in from the hallway. And you'd look at me, with that goofy smile and familiar eyes––both so full of love and compassion––and I'd ask what was on your mind, and you'd simply shrug and say it's me. Why this world makes me so content, I don't know. However, I do know that, once this idea of a world entered my mind, it hasn't strayed.
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