I imagine my life with you.
I imagine the happy days,
As we stroll along a neighbouring street
On a bright sunny autumn morning,
Where the wind blows gently--
And vibrant hues of red, yellow and orange
Fall silently from their trees.
I imagine the laughter and joy
And the tears and cuddles.
I imagine this life with you.
But just as a nonexistent fantasy.
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