There's so much i wanted to do for you. Yes you. You there, in the heavens amongst the stars. I could have whisked you away from the night, fly you to the moon and back, brought you to white sands where the world is ours. Where candles burn in the night, spelling out our names, and are never blown out by the harsh winds of time. Where roses bloom all year round, and the night belongs to us. No one but us.
But its not possible.
And so i'll be content with making you feel loved. Without obligation, unreciprocated. Because you pay me back when you smile. Because your happiness is what counts. At least you'd fall in love with my love for you.
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