it's real.
laughing at an inside joke
exchanging smiles
sneaking behind walls and closed doors
catching a good movie together
long train rides
long bus rides plugged in with music of the yesteryears
walking home with the wind
watching the world go by
lying on my sister's bed and talking like there's no tomorrow
spending time with Him
living the moment
relishing these moments
drawing breaths of air, quicker by the minute.
i want to live life as it is, not in my mind but in its actual form, substance, smell, taste,
touch.
it's real, and i want to savour every single minute of it.
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