11 years ago we were dreamers in love. We joined the other on a journey of
happiness, dreaming of a house to make a home, a family to raise and nurture,
and the days far away when we became old with each other.
It was us against the world.
Somehow we stopped dreaming and striving for what we wanted
in the beginning. We became comfortable and
tried to make it through life…but we started traveling alone instead, looking
for a way out of our pasts, out of our misery and pain.
The world is too much alone.
The dream is there for us still, waiting for our return to
being dreamers in love. I see a path
back to the place where we can dream.
Can you trust me enough to come with me?
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