I had the most amazing montage dream. Showing bits and pieces of what our life could be like together. Things I'd never thought I would want until now. We were working our dream jobs. You were thriving in yours. We owned a shop together. You stopped by the workplace every day. We actually had a daughter, who you brought along every now and then. She was beautiful and had your eyes. Flash foward to the next bit. We spent mornings sleeping in together. Tracing fingers along your gorgeous face, smiling, under the covers as you were saying how happy you were with this life we had. Making breakfast. Watching soccer together, playfully bantering during games. Dancing in the kitchen. Jumping up and wrapping arms and legs around you, burying my face in your neck. You were happy. We were happy. It was imperfectly perfect. Just like you. It all felt so real that I actually woke up crying a little bit. I know what my wish is in this life. And it's a life with you ♡

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