Do you believe that once in a world far from here and suspended in time, we met? That since that meeting we have been bumping into each other without realising in a land of REMs and dreamscapes? That we’ve been wandering through our lives unaware, but hoping subconsciously, that we were soon to meet again. Do you think this, all of this, was
meant to happen? That there was some small plan tucked away into a hidden crevice somewhere in the universe, marked with our names. Do you believe in all of that? Because as I stand before you and I see myself mirrored in miniature in your beautiful eyes, I realise that you feel like home.
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