I had imagined...I'd woken up too soon.
A Dandelion Dream.
Sometimes we hope too fervently, losing grasp of reality. Sometimes we dream too deeply, losing touch with wakefulness.
I had always believed our meeting was fated, as was my acquaintance with a part of you. A stranger yet familiar, you stood by me when I needed upliftment. Drawing out my best, you brought a smile to my lips with every meeting.
But beyond merely being present, you taught me that life resides in fleeting moments slipping through time's grasp. Through you, I discovered hope, realizing that falling in love is as wondrous as birth itself, reshaping oneself through another's eyes.
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I decided to depict one of my favourite scenes (The garden scene from Notting Hill, that one, just before the song starts playing) with a bith of fiction, but somehow I ended up writing this. I couldn't. Maybe I like it too much to be imprisoned in mere words...
