Young people such as ourselves should not be thinking of things like these, but I like to humour myself with the idea of spending everyday with you in the future (and perhaps, starting from now).
Maybe every Friday night, we'd go out to a fast-food chain and take the city by storm. Explore the town for the night and spend the next morning cuddling on the couch.
Or we could stay in, call for a delivery service and watch a movie or two the whole night.
Maybe we'd have lazy afternoons, and I'd be reading a book with my head on your lap and your hands in my hair.
Perhaps we'd spend rainy days driving around a traffic-infested road and that'd be okay; we'd probably still have fun singing to the radio. Or maybe arguing over who gets to drive because I nearly hit a pedestrian sidewalk.
You know, maybe you could also be holding my hand in an airport, waiting to board our plane to Singapore or maybe Europe. And I'd kiss your hands and I wouldn't really let go because I kind of like how cold they are, and that'd be a good exchange too, since I could keep them warm that way.
And I know, that there could be days where we'd probably scream at each other and fight until 2:30 am or maybe weeks where we'd compete to see how long we could ignore each other. And I hope that all those only allow us to learn from our mistakes and grow closer.
And now.... well, shit. I've just imagined a life with you and i like it. I shouldn't like it because it's gonna be hard to stop, knowing myself. And that's gonna make it harder for me because this is an imaginary life with little chance of happening. It's based on all the what-ifs.
But goddamn it, I like it. I shouldn't feel it, but it doesn't mean I don't.
I'm really sorry, okay?
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A/N: So, I'm back, I guess... it's been a little too long.
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