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So will you never have a glass of champagne at a wedding or on New Year's Eve? I don't understand what hold you back. You don't drink because of it's effect on people, peoples and on the person. But is it not silly to stretch such a conviction to such lengths? To refuse a glass in toast of a good cause because of a finicky boundary set blindly in order to seek righteousness?
We're building a bridge between our differences and our distances. We're setting up our lives to run their courses harmoniously and in sync, because even though we live worlds apart and have been warned of our doomed fate, our deepest desire is to build our bridge in our love so we can live to rejoice in our differences and celebrate a future together.
To imagine the moment that you might leave me... My mind: a desert. Unclear, lost, confusing, desperate. That moment I hate and that moment that will haunt me forever. That moment when I might have done something to change things, to save you and to bring you back into my life, but that moment remains a desert.
You've carved your place in my heart through words and actions, small and great... It's an irrevocable hollow that only you can fill...and only you can leave empty and desolate. Say you will fill it, again and again, there is no music like such words.
It was all beautiful until your last sentence. The last sentences that revealed the next half a decade of my life. The realisation clamped down on my heart like a fox trap and as I read each word it felt as if it had turned into a torture device and had was slowly and rhythmically clamping down harder and harder around my heart - cutting off my breathing and my lifeline till all I could manage was to sit, in heartbreaking shock.
It's illegal to have a fireplace in the city I live in, because it never gets that cold and so maybe the powers that be were thinking of the environment? It's quite to nice to think of...usually we only hear the bad... Still, though, I would love to go far away where a fireplace is a lifeline and we can sit together, warming our toes: warm and comfortable, like those pretty little pictures, just for a little bit.
Your words flood my mind, my heart, my body. Everything I once controlled is now at your mercy and convulses to the tune of your simple nouns and verbs - doing what you please with the things that were once mine. All that I think of is your last piece of magic that you imparted upon me and all that I wish is for your words to come true.
I turn my head to the right... You're not there. I turn my head to the left... You're not there. No, of course you're not there - you live fifty kilometres away! But every time I turn my head, I hope to see you there. Every night I dream that you'll surprise me; that for once, you will just be there, unexpected and just for me. I wish that I was by your side all the time and for the rest of my life, but I would be most happy if you were just here now.
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