Waking up on your arms, everything seems just fine.
I'm right where I belong. Right where I'm supposed to.
If this is a dream, please don't let me wake up.
MN.
Since the first time I laid eyes on you, I knew something was wrong with you. You were way too perfect, way too luminous, and I was way too attracted. Time stopped. When I found you in her arms, something died, don't know what or why. But it was a mixture of hope and future. But then, little by little, we started to loose control. We couldn't fight it anymore. Little by little we ignored walls and barriers, we turned our faces to obstacles and rules, we reinvent ourselves. We found out the most amazing true, without even look for it. We found that we are meant to be...