man I dreamed of my life. He was incredibly intelligent, incredibly handsome, incredibly perfect, wonderful. So perfect it made me feel insignificant, so wonderful that I got scared and ran away from him.
was not until I lost sight of that I realized how stupid it was, and then woke up. Since that day, I look for in my dreams haunted by my decision ... but even in dreams may be too late. ----------------------------------------------
----------------------------------- All stories and characters in this blog are fictitious. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental.
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