She looks at the clouds and wishes he was there with her, thousands of feet above the ground. She could have shown him those cottony pillows that promise of the tenderest of dreams. Dreams that turn into reality. Dreams that bring out the tenderest of emotions. The tenderest of emotions that engulf the two of them. Tenderest of love... She wishes to promise him that. She wishes to rest her head on his shoulder as she drifts off to sleep. And then, dream about more such moments of togetherness.
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