That boy.
I could love him, you know.
I know I could.
The only thing separating
my thoughts from reality
is time and space.
But you don't know him yet.
I could.
When I do,
I might battle with myself
for the things I'll love and -
hate about him and when I do,
I'll choose him all over again.
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