The bigger distance, the better.
Should I do something with this? Like... I don't know...
From time to time I imagine I go that country, I meet that person and...
I'm afraid to let my dreams go further.
Do you hate me now? May I hate myself for this? Will you ever read this?
And tomorrow I will wake up, go to work, try not to lost all my mind in this hectic place.
I have no idea who is more attached.
Or maybe it's my punishment.