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I knew it would never be mine, even long after it had come into my possession. Even though it would belong to me for the rest of our existences, it would never truly be mine. And I knew that. Yet, without filling my head with any disillusionments or false interpretations of reality, I somehow had the perfect sense of belonging when it was with me.
I knew it would never truly belong to me, even long after it was in my possession. Even if I would have it for the rest of both of our existences, it was still not mine. And I knew that. Yet, while I never entertained myself with any disillusionment or alteration of the painful reality, I somehow felt a sense of belonging, now that I had it.