Dreaming about all those cities you want to go and you will go and you will never go again. Falling in love and getting your heart broken and wondering one night, unable to fall asleep, all of a sudden, if you have really felt the real love. The kind you read in books and heard in songs. Crying away from home to find home and searching for your soulmates all around the world. Chasing the idea that one person you left behind could have been the one and he is not. Baby, stop running after ideals and ideas and empty dreams, he is not. Follow the sun and the tree and the green. Clouds won’t break you nor fix you. That one more step won’t change you but take you. Somewhere far. Where you will meet the one. You’ll see. It will be you.
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And when it happens, you will say “That day, the sky looked exactly like this”.
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