This morning you came to dinner in my dreams. I don't know who invited you, , But you were there, and you were expecting to meet me. You're from another country, I don't know where, and I don't know why you were here, I don't even know where here is. All I know is that you said something that made me laugh and laugh and laugh, and everyone present thought I was crazy, but something you said, some statement, made me think Oh my god, I am already in love with this girl. Where did she come from? As we went upstairs to eat dinner, I grabbed your head and quickly kissed your hair. You pretended to be put off by the display of affection, and hurried off up the stairs in a huff. I knew, though, that you were just toying with me, and I fell for you even more. In a single, horrifying moment I woke up and you were gone. I don't know where you are, but I know you're somewhere. If you're reading this, me back with what I was fixing when you first saw me in the . I hope I can find you again.. I am want adult dating.
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