What if this was it
The point to it all
And we make it work
You, just doing it by feel and memory
Me, calculating every shot, each angle
What if the sigh of relief every time I see your face wasn’t a placebo effect
And it’s just supposed to be this way
What if it’s all just a simulation
And the only thing that’s real is the conversation happening between us
Your soul and mine
A continuous experience through time
What if love is just the choice you make
To keep the conversation going
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