World One: Happiness. So much happiness. Passion rules and my heart sings. I had a lot more to say. Now I don't wish to share it. It is mine.
World Two: Bittersweet. Seems to be becoming the usual. I am indebted to you, I owe you, and I can't fully fly until I get past this. I will always owe you. I just don't know how to pay up. Perhaps I never will. I will always try. I don't think it will ever be enough. There is only so much one person can do. There is only so much one person can feel.
Every time I reach the sky my cloud bottoms out. Maybe they weren't meant for walking on.
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I want you to fly, bittersweet should not be usual ever. The clouds were made for walking you just have to let your heart do all the work.
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