It's not something that only ever exists between two lovers, and it's not roses or a dinner on a cruise ship.
It's looking at the full moon, half drunk, wondering about your life. Waves of emotion in your chest cause a song has been listened to and believed in and dreamed about enough that it becomes something more. Writing graffiti on gray day bus windows, gray walls, if that's your idea of hope. When you're with someone who makes you believe for a while, in things you know can't be real. Dreamy songs and screaming songs.

It's a rejection of, a blatant disregard for any other reality they've tried to sell us. That the worlds inside us, to explore and create those in this life, are more important than any other dream they've given us.

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