How many dreams lived how many moments lived and with each one of them making another wish away…with a someday soon kinda logic playing in your head everytime you wake upto him in a black shirt dream…
Cause that’s HOW strongly real he felt in those his words his actions the sound of his voice and him breathing showing telling screaming away his love for you in the same black shirt and then to wake upto a dream of his again on a Sunday same black shirt to sometime back to actually live him in black shirt looking that deliciouslyyyyyyyyyy gorgeous this lil weak heart of yours I swear!!!!!!!
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