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- Seventy Years of Sleep. nikka ursula (n.t)
I’m surprised the universe still offers me options,
when it knows my inexhaustible choice is you.
You sit, as still as snow, in the back of my mind
through every decision I have to make.
And all of the infinite versions of what could be
is only as important
as the chance of you being there with me.
I look back to a world
who is waiting for me to decide
between a reality with you
and a reality without.
My god.
How I laughed.
- Seventy Years of Sleep. nikka ursula (n.t)