Paradise..
If I could create paradise there would just be a few things..
You..
Me..
Wifi..
My Xbox, or your ps4 I mean it's semantics at that point
But my point is that you are my paradise.. I could live with you and only you on a deserted island for years. I'd spend those years in a constant struggle because we'd need to survive and I'm not exactly near grylls but I'll keep you alive and I'd love to provide
I'd love to keep us alive supplying us with a little more time to spend together before the end..
Where we get rescued by a passing cruise ship that tells us the other side of the island is a hotel and casino.. but don't worry I won't judge you just because we never thought of searching the island, those years were unforgettable..
What I mean is.. You are unforgettable
Time with you is never regrettable
As a matter of fact it sounds incredible
Just you..
And me..
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