A longing feeling, mixed with the scent of summer air leaking trough a window in the apartment, it was easy to imagine, in the darkness, a better place. maybe a scenery from a memory lost, or maybe something thats yet to come. Sitting on a small beach or a green field where the sun casts its warm light.
I think of a loved one, pulling me beyond the darkness and into that dream, where we rest our bodies against each other while the sun sets, leaving its trace of warmth for us to share. your sweet voice says "you are were you belong" and i nod, smiling.
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