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So its 00:49

You are curled up asleep in bed, buried under blankets, holding onto my pillow. 

Its been three hours since we spoke. 

You voice still playing through my head. 

'I love you'

Its 00:50

I am sat in the corner of my room, Surrounded by pillow, Burrowed under my blanket.

My window is open so the cold air is flowing around my room. 

I lit my candle when we stopped speaking. 

My room smells of 'melons'(?)

Its 00:51

I am staring out of my window

the snow settled on my window sill melting slightly as my breath repeatedly goes over it. 

I am thinking of you. 

Its stupid because right now your asleep dreaming of your future. 

And I can almost believe I am not in it. 

its 00:52

I am now crying. 

I love you more than anything in the whole world. 

You are my hero in my fairy tail. And I am scared that I'm just not your princess. 

now it's 00:53

I'm not crying, I'm still looking out my window. 

and I can see us. Your holding me close and telling me I love you. 


I love you too. 

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