I'm at the precipice, Of something that could change everything, In one moment, And all I can do now is, Pray, for the good health, For everything to go right, For protection, Of me and my loved ones,
Pieces of my heart, Are scattered like shattered glass, And I'm walking all over them, Remembering our memories, Wondering if they were real, Or just stories I created in my own head.
Maybe, We'll never happen again, In the history of this universe ever again. Maybe, This is the only timeline we exist in. Maybe, This is the only dimension we know each other in. Maybe, This is the o
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