Nov 29, 2015
I'm surprised the universe still offers me options, when it knows my inexhaustible choice is you. You sit, as still as snow, in the back of my mind through every decision I have to make. And all of the infinite versions of what could be is only as important as the chance of you being there with me. I look back to a world who is waiting for me to decide between a reality with you and a reality without. My god. How I laughed.
Seventy Years of Sleep. nikka ursula (n.t)
