Love letter # 177

Even if it’s an illusion…it still feels good. I still get a shiver when you touch me. And if you decided enough was enough…I don’t wanna think about that.

There’s enough ordinary in the world. We should grab whatever amazing we can. Sure there’s a price; but even boring makes you pay.

I’ll buy into a dream like this any day…any night – just as long as I don’t have to wake up alone.