I'll wait alone for my pedestrians' signal on one side of the road. I won't cross the streets with you hand in hand making way through the flying cars.You wouldn't believe me if I told u it was raining like crazy on my way home but I miraculously did not get wet. I wouldn't believe you if you were on your knees. Not with tears in your eyes. Not with a convincing tone. I wouldn't even believe it if you punched me so hard while saying it and held me tight while the impact erupts and delves into me. While I take in the reality of it. And the throbbing pain. And the temporal suffering. And the resonations.
But maybe, maybe then I'll believe you.
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