I don't care for a life full of wealth or fame. I only live for a life full of you. All else in the world is emptiness, and my heart decomposes in the vacuum of your absence as I wait for sleep. It has trouble finding me, even in such darkness.
By morning, my heart flexes anew in the energy of these dreams of you. Those futures imagined by my twittering, sleeping eyes fill me with hope and with the promise that I will live this day if only to be closer to you.
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