I have this wildest fantasy, that one day, I'll marry you. In the wild. And we'll have our closed ones gathered together in the wood house witnessing us exchanging vows, then we will all sit down and have dinner together at the long table. My best men looking all sharply charming with their beards and vests. And You, standing out the most in the crowd, even when you're donning at your simplest.
But right now, I'm not sure I've met you yet.
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