Love letter # 177
Even if it’s an illusion … well, it still feels good, don’t it? I still get a shiver when you touch me. And if you decided enough was enough … well, 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.