l-o-v-e.

I envy those who love what's possible, because I'm in love with what is not.
And yet. I'm not sure I'm ready to uncapture it and free her from my mind.
It feels like:

 

 

 

 

It feels like it means everything, and like it means nothing at all.
And that means: I must write myself out of this before I suffocate from holding my breath.

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