The Dreams of an Impossible Future

Every time I laughed and asked you if you wanted a new sister,
Every time I smiled and suggested you take me in and said I'll live in the closet,
Every time I looked into the distance and told you how great it'd be if we could find a place of our own, together,

We burst into laughter and smiles and dreamy looks, we joked and imagined.

And I wonder if you knew I was serious.

Every time.


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