Fall in love with someone who doesn't know me and I do not know him. I only know him from his stories. His dream to won the Nobel Prize in literature, and his addiction to football.
One day I'll go to the place where he resides.
Just to be able to breathe the same air, stood under the same sky, treading on the same island and feel the same wind that brought the word for word to be assembled into the story.
Of course, it's not true love.
Maybe it's just a delusional. Maybe I was already mad. Hahaha.
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