I didn't know who I was before I fell in love with you. I thought that with billiard halls and Internet cafes as the background, I could spend my whole life flying through the shadows of swords and swords. After falling in love with you, I suddenly understood something. In reality, I have something that I want to hold on to no matter what. My soul is bound and has a weight that makes me feel at ease, but it can still float to the sky in some inexplicable moment.
One day my soul was still heavy, but it was heavy to be alone and alone. I will still smile and be happy, but I can never leave where I am.
I had a dream. In the dream, we were curled up together on the sofa. You showed me your new little animation: a silly rabbit in wooden armor raised a carrot and declared war on the tall and powerful Doberman. Doberman spewed out a small stream of hot air from his nose, and he moved forward. The rabbit took a step back; the rabbit tripped over the gravel behind him. Doberman smiled ferociously, lowered his head, bit the carrot that the rabbit was protecting in front of him, and threw it away. Then he stretched out his red tongue and licked the tip of the rabbit's nose, which was shivering with its eyes closed. I chuckled, and you came over and nuzzled my face with your nose. Next we kissed in silence. I knew our daughter was asleep upstairs, with fine flakes of snow falling outside the window and the heater on in the living room. I know it will be sunny tomorrow and the children would like to go to the playground. I know you're smiling now, your lips and tongue are warm, and your breathing is a little quick. Maybe we can make love quietly before she wakes up.
I know you love me. I know I love you.
Preparing to rewrite after a year