In my fantasy world, our lives are not devided by the sea, our worries are like jokes we laugh at and our age is forever 16.
In my fantasy world, our mornings are our smelly breath, our noons are shops by the streets and our nights are jumping on the bed like this.
In my fantasy world, we don’t go anywhere but to each other, we go everywhere with each other and we stay close to have each other.
In my fantasy world, we’ll be as beautiful as this, as happy like this and as silly as it is.
In my reality world, this is it.