You lived my life, and I lived yours.
You cried my tears, and I cried yours.
You laughed my laughter, and I laughed yours.
You felt my fear, and I felt yours.
You awed at my awes, and I awed at yours.
You dreamt my dreams, and I dreamt yours.
You lost my loss, and I lost yours.
We lived our lives’, and we lived yours.
Don't you see?
How could it be any other way?
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Strangely romantic, bizarrely beautiful. I love it! S :)