Nothing has begun,
And so nothing will end.
The spring of my youth, I wonder when it will arrive. As the cruel hands of the clock persevere to move, I continue to age, and soon enough, the exquisite and beautiful spring of youth will most certainly vanish from my grasp. It will reach the end and I will be unable to experience the wonderful adolescent love they speak of.
Somewhere on this planet, underneath the same sky, breathing the same air, walking the same ground, at this moment is the love of your life. Are you perhaps searching for me? Are you thinking of me? Are you admiring the vast and beautiful night sky with the thought of me consuming your mind? Oh, where are you my beloved?
It is my wish for you to find me soon before I lose hope and refuse to believe such thing as fate and love. I’m right here, waiting for you.
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