I like the drama that ensues my fate.
I like the thrill of a first date.
I like the feeling of importance.
I like have the ability or chance.
I hope for a future more than take-out and rice.
I hope for a house with a husband that’s nice.
I hope for love studied throughout history.
I hope for confidence to unravel my mystery.
I wish to have someone to call me “hun”.
I wish that I felt like I wasn’t just one.
I wish I could feel something more than now.
I wish that a door be opened could love allow.
I dream of a time in which I feel more.
I dream of a life in which I could not ignore.
I dream of a period of time and space.
I dream of me in an empty apartment place
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