I can't imagine climbing onto a plane again. I can't imagine dressing up especially to say hi to and spend a week with people I don't really want to be with. And I can't imagine being with you again either.
My memories seem to be...slipping. Every other day I think about the last time we were together as when I was with you. It seemed so natural for you to be here, but I can't remember it. I can remember the brownies, and trying to get you to eat one. I can remember you bringing Arashi inside. I can't really remember much else...not with any great detail...
I get more comfortable being here, relaxed and alone, than almost anywhere else. I took this big blank place and made it seem somehow more like a real home. But I can remember Marathon...and I remember when I was there all I wanted was for you to be there too.
Someday I will give you my paradise. And if you don't want it, that's okay. But maybe we could make it ours.
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