I miss you. I really do and I think about you a lot. I imagine about us & I dream about you and it all is really pretty in my imagination but in reality it can't be; cause in my imagination, I'm the person you thinks I am. The person I wish I am but in reality it's different it's not like that. We may think we're from the same star; you may think that, I like to think that but in reality our fate is different.
We are not who we wish to be. We are a reality of someone else's dream and I believe there is reality of our dream and in that dream we are together as moonshine and molly because in that dream I'm not afraid to be a part of your soul as I would believe that you are mine.

>>> Unknown

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Do you believe in fate?

(Not really but maybe kinda)