Architects of happy endings. 


The blueprints were a destiny from my own personal plans that have always been under construction, dreams and reality combined under one roof, a joint project showcasing the best of both worlds,

The prickle sensation that resonated throughout my body as the words you spoke about in contemplation of our future sent shockwaves through to my very core, 

We designed a future that may not have been perfect but it would have been ours, the struggles that once bound us had been set free but we couldn’t cope with the open road ahead of us,

We got as far as the foundations of a brighter tomorrow, we got as far as planning what came next, We was ment to be the architects of happy endings but we only ever constructed what ifs, 

Prickle

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