Everyday, I wake up and choose the idea of you. Everyday, I get dressed and hope to be given the opportunity to be with you.How can an already numb heart still feel grief?How can pain compound every second and succeed in jolting the numb heart into feeling despite the threatening prose of an unresolved mystery?When are you coming to save me from my self-induced agony?Please dream of me tonight. Dream with me.Let our separate lives intertwine reality and fantasy. Let our future love blur the line between clarity and sanity.
Letter of Love # 7
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