the other night, i dreamt that the shorter guy of skwbn (i think it's peter) loved me. it was the beginning of love, we got to know each other at the start of the evening and as the night flew by, we fell in love. i can feel his arms around me and i know at that moment, walking all over the gray rainy city, that he will always be there for me, that he will be there when i need him the most, that he will keep his promises. there is this readiness, this presence, a full promise.
you are all that i have never dreamt of. but how can you still be the love, the kind i'm dreaming of?
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