i can already imagine you walking down the street of my lifelong dream and getting lost in your own thought "this is where i belong", and on the other side of the world, i will be having my time daydreaming, in the usual crowd with everyone around me, and i will think to myself, regardless, "isn't this where she belongs?" but in a real quick second my head will remind itself all the things you had said to me, every single thing i had always known, those soon-to-be-real wishes on your wall, and in that second too i will realise it is just my attempt to escape from something i could not avert, "oh my God, i just wish you were here."
