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Trust is not built in an instant. And neither is love.

It will be just the two of us and sadness. Sadness for the past, for the choices made and assumed.

Come into my dream..I promise to sleep tonight, just come. I know that you are far away, that between us there are so many kilometers, unspoken words, regrets, smiles and tears. And yet.. We are just a thought away.

There comes a time when you realize that you have to gather all your courage, all your will and put an end to it. A period to a dream, to a pain, to a relationship. Not a comma, not an ellipsis, but a period. In the future, you can only change your trajectory, because the starting point remains in the past. In the end, time arranges everything in its place. You just give it time..TIME..