I think of all the things I could have been, I could have seen.

I could have acted out every scene from every fantasy.

I could have learned to fly a jumbo jet, I could have sailed across the seas.

But in every single one of these indulgences of fantasy, there isn’t a you beside me.

And I don’t like that.

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