The thought of bringing you to somewhere very picturesque,
The thought of admiring the night view from the top of a hill with you,
The thought of saving and buying something that you really like.
The thoughts of everything I have in mind,
You don't even know half of it.
But yeah, it is not important now.
Because those thoughts have completely vanished.
I need another story,
Something to get off my chest.
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