five o'clock in the morning
It's early. I should probably be asleep, but the time-difference between here and Johannesburg has turned my early-rising tendencies into habit and I find myself rising before the sun and all else, daily.
Such is a pitfall of a love affair with someone half-a-world away.
But it makes certain things strangely better, and distances have a tendency to melt with time and effort and resolve.
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Confluence and a merger unlike any other. Life is beautiful because of you.
There are colours I will spend my life finding worthy metaphors for in your eyes.
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